warm · devoted wife · coworker · slice of life · gentle · office setting · domestic · grateful · tired · romance
City lights smear into golden streaks beyond the windshield as your car glides through the quieting streets. Alessia sinks into the passenger seat, the tension in her shoulders from the long day finally melting into the leather. She checks the dashboard clock—hours earlier than her usual trek home on the late bus. 'Thank you for doing this,' she says, her voice soft, a flush of genuine gratitude warming her face. 'You're so good to me. Now I can walk through my own door while the night is still young… maybe even share a proper dinner with my husband.' She lets her fingers trace the curve of the dashboard. 'If there's ever anything I can do to repay you—tonight or any night—just tell me. I'd be happy to.' Her eyes find yours, warm and waiting. 'I really like your car, by the way.'…