Watch Me Win Alpha (Olivia and Ethan) novel Chapter 342

As Alexander stepped toward the driver seat, I put my hand on his arm.

“Wait, I want to drive.” I said.

I wanted some semblance of control of this night.

Alexander rolled his eyes. “Are you serious?”

“Dead serious.”

I thought that he was going to put up more of a fight, but instead, he walked to the passenger seat of his car.

“I better not be dead after being subjected to your driving,” he murmured.

I couldn’t help but laugh. “What was that?”

“Nothing,” he answered. “Just please be careful.”

“I’m always careful,” I protested.

“Right…” he said and opened the passenger seat, and slid in. “It will be a miracle if I survive the night.”

“That’s funny,” I said as I put my seatbelt on and held out my hands for his car keys. “I was just thinking the same thing.”

*Olivia

“Where do you want to go?” I asked Alexander as I started the car.

He said an address that I’d never heard before.

As I typed it into my phone, I looked over at him. “What’s there?” I asked.

“You’ll see,” he answered cryptically and sat back in his seat.

I rolled my eyes as I drove out of the parking lot. Why did I have to be in a relationship with someone who was so moody?

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We were quiet as I drove through the dark night. Even though the sun had set, the street was busy with bright headlights and pedestrians crossing the road. It was true what they said about New York. It really was the city that never slept.

As we passed by a twenty–four hour convenience store, Alexander put his hand on my shoulder. Even though his touch was innocent, his warm hand made my stomach swoop. I tightened my fingers around the steering wheel. Why did I have to have such a strong reaction to him? It wasn’t fair.

Alexander smirked as if he knew the effect he had on me. Which, to be fair, he probably did. “I’m thirsty. Can you stop at that convenience store so that I can buy a bottle of water?”

I grumbled about how impossible it was to make a U–turn with the traffic, but I did as he asked. When I parked the car, he turned to me.

“Actually, I have to grab something from next door. Can you get my water and maybe get some snacks? I’m feeling pretty hungry,” he said and rubbed his stomach.

“You just ate my cooking,” I protested. “I made enough to feed a small army!”

He grinned. “I’m a growing boy.”

I rolled my eyes but ultimately got out of the car. In the store, I picked out his favorite pistachios, barbeque chips, trail mix, a chocolate bar, gumdrops, and two large bottles of water. I wanted to get a variety so Alexander wouldn’t have any reason to send me back in.

But when I walked out of the store, I saw him walking out of the drugstore across the street. I froze in the middle of the parking lot as my blood ran cold. Why was Alexander going into the drugstore? Was he sick? Did he send me on a fool’s errand so I wouldn’t know that he wasn’t feeling well?

My legs were trembling when I met him by his car.

“Did you get medicine?” I asked, getting straight to the point. “Are

you

unwell?”

Alexander merely shook his head and got back in the passenger seat of his car.

I followed suit and continued to pester him with questions. As I got back on the busy road, I tempted him with candy, but Alexander didn’t even want his drink, which was what he had originally sent me in for.

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