BitterSweet

Chapter 17

I'm so close, I have some money saved but I just need my trust fund so I have enough start up money instead of working my ass off as much as I am."

"So, why don't you just use your inheritance?"

"Again, my father."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, he wont give it to me unless I graduate, and I dropped out of college."

"Why don't you go back? It's only a few years, right? It may be faster."

"Now it's more of a matter of principle. I'd love to have the money so I could start up my company faster, but if I work for it myself, I can shove it in his face that I made it without him."

"You should do whatever it takes to pursue your dreams."

"Thanks, Mila"

I blush when he brings our joined hands up and kisses the back of my knuckles.

"We're getting side tracked now." I tell him. "You never really answered me about your flaw and I've told you one about me. So... What is your flaw, Shawn Mendes?"

"As for my flaw," He pauses to think about it. "I guess it would be I work too much and I can't cook."

I can live with those flaws. His good looks counter anything that could be considered a flaw to begin with.

"You know, it's really unfair how attractive you are. It should be illegal." Shoot! I said that out loud!

"You find me attractive, do you?" He smirks down at me.

"Everyone finds you attractive." I roll my eyes at him, trying to brush it off. I feel my phone vibrate in my back pocket so I pull it out and see that I have a text from Hailee. Saved by the text.

"That's probably your rescue text."

"My what?" Crap, he knows.

"Usually a girl has her friend text her as an excuse to get out of the date." He explains.

I'm so confused. Then again, I've never been on a date before to know what he's talking about. "Well, I'm not going to get out of this date." I assure him.

"So are you actually going to enjoy yourself? Or are you going to continue to keep your guard up?"

Instead of reading Hailee's text, I slip my phone back in my pocket in answer. I'm determined to give Shawn my undivided attention on our date.

"So," I tell him, taking back his hand and holding onto his forearm with my other hand. "What are we going to do?"

"You hungry?"

"Famished."

"Well, we could go grab a burger or something."

"Nothing fancy then." I giggle, but in all honesty, I like that he wants to go somewhere more down to earth rather than some high class restaurant.

I see a hot dog cart in the distance and my mouth waters at the thought of having one of those delicious wieners. I giggle again at the thought of Shawn eating one as well.

"What's so funny?"

"Come on." I pull him along.

"What the fuck," He complains when he sees where we're heading. "I said a burger, Mila, not this shit."

"It's not that bad."

"Don't you want to go somewhere where we can sit down and they wait on us?" He doesn't look thrilled as we wait in line for our turn.