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(62) Aman

♡ AMA

I don't want to tell Conan it was because of Noah. They are best friends. I would tell Mona if it was the other way around. I shrug and whisper: "I just want to go home and rest. I start my new job tonight. I need to rest."

Conan stands up and holds his arm out with a goofy smile on his face. I can't help but chuckle a tiny bit and hook my arm through his. He looks very happy with himself and I rest my head on his shoulder for a second. "Thank you, Conan."

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 ♡ CONAN

"No need to thank me, I'll take you home."

I'm pretty sure it has something to do with Noah. And I wonder what that idiot has done this time. Approach her probably. While I told him to stay away from her. Anyway, I'll get her home safe and I'll discuss some things with the mayor while I'm there.

I open the door for her and she gets into the car. I walk around it and sit down in the driver's seat. She still looks very tense and I'm not really sure what to say or do.

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 ♡ AMA

Fuck, I shouldn't have gotten into the car. But Conan is Conan. A gentleman and he somehow always makes me comply. But not in a scary way. You just know he'll do the right thing.

Or so I thought. He leans over to me and I hold my breath. What the fuck is he doing?

He grabs the safety belt, pulls it down and across my body before fastening it. He is really close, I can smell his cologne. He smells like a forest on a rainy day and those eyes. Fuck Ama, look away. I close my eyes and try to stay calm. I hear him start the car and I let out a sigh.

I rest my head against the window and keep my eyes closed. It suddenly hits me that I left Mona and Benny behind. I pull my phone from my handbag and see a ton of missed messages. I open Mona's first. Yep, she's worried. But at least Noah had the decency to tell her he chased me away.

I shoot her a message telling her I'm on my way home and that I'm going to relax for the rest of the day, before starting my new job at the club.

I see three messages from Noah, one from an unknown number, one from Harold, and two from Feli. I turn my phone off with a sigh and I hear Conan whistle.

"Is that 'I've got you under my skin'?"

Conan stops whistling and gives me a quick glance, before looking at the road in front of him again. "It is. I usually annoy people with my love for Sinatra."

I smile because I totally get that. He's a detective and Sinatra wasn't very law-abiding, to say the least. I look at Conan's profile and say: "I love his voice. I love the mood his music sets. It takes you to a different world. And no one sings like him."

Conan smiles and taps a button on his steering wheel. 'Come fly with me' plays through the car and I hum along. He drives onto the driveway of Mona's parents, stops in front of the steps, and turns to me. 

I look into his eyes and wonder what he's thinking. I can't read anything in them. He's way too good at hiding his feelings.

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 ♡ CONAN

I look into those green eyes of hers and still see the pain in them. I feel like holding her hand or something, but I don't think I should. "Ama? I know we don't know each other that well. And I know that Noah being my best friend complicates things. But please promise me one thing."