Antonio's face creased in confusion; the morning had taken him completely off guard when Eloise suddenly gave him a call to come pick her up, sounding so urgent, only to arrive and be told to drive her to her company.

“ Do I look like your designated driver?” he'd asked her, his face deadpan as he'd thought she was in some kind of trouble.

Now seated in the car beside her, he parked in front of the company.

“ What are we doing here?” he asked, ...