Page 29 of Not That Into You

“Seriously?”

“Yes. Jeep’s releasing a fully electric version soon, and I’m thinking of getting that when it comes out.”

“So you’ll have two Jeeps?”

He gives me an appalled look. “I’d sell this one. Do you know how much it costs to pay for parking in New York City? I’m not paying for two cars. Plus, I only need one.”

“Why have one at all? You seem like the type to be driven places. I expected you to pick me up in a limo with champagne and caviar.”

“Please. That’s so 1980s. These days, people travel in chauffeured black Escalades.”

I roll my eyes. “Of course.”

“Seriously. In grade school, there was a line of Escalades at drop-off and pick-up, and parents were rarely present.”

“And I guess in high school, once you were old enough to drive, you got your own Escalade?”

“Not quite.” He glances at me. “I went to boarding school for high school. We walked to class.”

“Oh.” Huh. “But I thought you and Hayley went to school together?”

“We did until ninth grade. Then I only saw her over the summer until we both went to college and got caught up with different summer commitments.”

It occurs to me I don’t know where Hayley went to high school. Did she go to boarding school, too? Am I a bad friend for not knowing?

“You went to Dartmouth, right?”

Cameron taps the steering wheel in time to the beat of the song playing over the stereo. “Mm-hmm.”

“What’d you study?”

He pauses. “Hey, look at us. We’re having a civil conversation.”

“Pigs must be flying. Though we do need the practice. I’m assuming your mom will expect us to get along this weekend and actually enjoy being in each other’s company.”

“I enjoy being in your company.”

I snort.

“I do.”

“Very convincing, but you can save it for when we’re in the Hamptons.” He frowns. “Speaking of which, since I’m supposed to be your girlfriend, I should know more things about you.”

“Like my favorite sex position?”

I roll my eyes. “I highly doubt your sexual preferences will come up in polite conversation.”

He wiggles his brows. “Not everyone’s polite.”

“Well, if asked, I’ll just say you like to be spanked.”

The Jeep swerves a little to the right before Cameron straightens it out.

I laugh. “Everything under control over there?”

“Just caught me off guard, but I’m good now.” He grins. “I will pay you good money to say that to my mother.”

I shake my head. “You’re already paying me good money.”

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