They pulled up to Villano's and Eli quickly jumped out and hurried around to Hannah's side, wanting to help her out like a gentleman would. He might come from the wrong side of the tracks, but he didn't want Hannah to know it.
Okay, so she already knew it – they both grew up in Sawyer, so hiding his background wasn't exactly an option – but maybe she didn't remember. And if she did, maybe she wasn't thinking about it tonight.
But as he held his hand up to her to help her out, she just sat stubbornly in her seat, shaking her head frantically, her dark red curls going everywhere from the force of the shaking.
"I can't go in there," she whispered, the panic as clear as day in her voice. He stared at her, the fact that she was sitting in his truck making'em eye to eye for once.
The easier to kiss her...
He pushed the stray thought away.