Kissing a Statue

"I really need to figure out a solid plan for this."

The car pulled up in front of the bar.

"Wayne, do you want to come in for a bit?" Celine suddenly turned and asked.

Wayne was taken aback. "No, I'll need to drive later."

Celine pressed her lips together. At his age—in the prime of his life—it seemed a shame for him to always be so rigid, working solely as Vance's driver and security, never drin