The sound of Sabrina's voice broke the spell Bettie had fallen under.

Turning red, she stumbled away from him and said hastily, "Bye!"

Lance was left staring at her departing back in shock.

“Why are you still here?" Bettie demanded a while later.

Lance arched a brow at her.

"You haven't left either."

"We are waiting for the taxi," Bettie huffed and rolled her eyes at him.

"I'm also waiting for the taxi."

Bettie had no witty reply to that statement, so she turned her face away from Lance and pretended he wasn't there.

They had been standing outside of the police station for a while now, trying to hail a cab to no avail. Bettie surmised they couldn't get a cab because it was late in the day, but she kept trying.

Sabrina was about to suggest that Bettie try the taxi app on her phone when a car suddenly came to a stop in front of them.

The window of the passenger seat was rolled down to reveal Blayze's handsome face.

Blayze tilted his head and said, "Get in. I'll drop you at home."

A small smile curved Sabrina's lips and she nodded.

"Thank you, Blayze."

She opened the door of the backseat and got in, followed by Bettie.

Bettie was about to close the door when Lance gripped its handle from outside.

"What are you doing?"

“What are you doing?"

Bettie and Lance asked each other at the same time.