She's My Girlfriend

As they drove through the city lights to the park, Claire leaned back in her seat, trying to calm the whirl of emotions inside her. She watched the world blur past, but her mind kept drifting back to Louis—his voice, the way his hands gripped the steering wheel with effortless control, and the intensity in his eyes when they'd locked gazes earlier. 

"What's on your mind, Miss West?" Louis broke the silence, glancing sideways at her with a knowing smirk.

Claire stiffened slightly, caught off guard. "Just thinking about work," she lied, forcing herself to keep her voice steady. She could feel his eyes lingering on her for a moment longer before turning back to the road.

"Work? Really?" Louis chuckled, his tone dripping with disbelief. "You expect me to believe that?"

Claire narrowed her eyes. "And why wouldn't you? We do work together, after all."