I raise an eyebrow. "Didn't know I would say yes?"
Your eyes dip down and you shrug. "I dunno. Maybe you would have gone with Victoria or Emily or maybe you found yourself something better to do than to hang out with me for seven days." You're nervous-rambling, and I wave it all off.
"Noah. There is nothing more that I would love than to go on a road trip with you."
And then, it becomes your turn to raise an eyebrow at me. "Really?" You pass by me and buckle into the drivers seat.
"Well then, buckle up, Liv." I take the seat beside you and turn to face you.
"Drive safely." I tell you, and you nod in agreement.
ВЫ ЧИТАЕТЕ
one hundred ways
Любовные романы"Pull over. Let me drive for a while." In which 0.1-2k word fragments show a frazzled golden girl cliche meeting the boy-next-door stereotype. Falling in love ensues.
