**Arena POV

“Jeeves, if you please,” Mateo asked politely.

“Certainly,” Jeeves acknowledged and stopped the car in the middle of an empty parking lot.

I was slightly confused. I thought we were going out to eat? I didn’t want to say anything, though. It felt rude to expect something more than Mateo had planned.

As soon as he put the vehicle in park, Jeeves exited and opened the door for Mateo, allowing him ...