Feasts and Firearms

In the end, Ronan climbed into Hazel's beat-up pickup. The cold wind whipped through his hair and stung his eyes, making him water.

'Is Hazel really broke? How could a girl this gorgeous be driving such a junk car?' he thought.

Hazel glanced at Ronan. She was genuinely surprised that he ditched his fancy ride for her beat-up pickup without a single complaint.

Ronan had picked the restaurant. When