Alex obliged him, settling into the large seat. He’d been around expensive cars before, but Atwell’s was certainly the most expensive that he’d ever been inside. Atwell closed the door behind him and he took the moment alone to run his fingers across the soft leather dashboard. Every surface of the car felt like wealth and prestige, and he was suddenly very aware of how incredibly out of his league he was.
He cleared his throat, swallowing down his insecurities as Atwell swung the door open and settled into the seat next to him.