Brady
"Would you maybe want to come to my place later?" I asked Royce as we walked to the parking lot. "To do what?" He asked in a sexy low tone making me laugh. "I need help with a project for my art class." I said.
"Art, you're an artist?" He asked, intrigued. "Yea, I paint, sometimes sing and write." I responded. "Ooo interesting but what do you need me for, I don't paint or write." He said. "So you sing?" I asked with a cheesy smile on my face.
He chuckled softly. "I sing a little." He said with a small smile. "Maybe you could sing for me?" I asked hopefully. "Maybe." He responded making me huff. He laughed. "Let me take you home?" He asked.
"Okay, I'll tell my mom not to worry about picking me up then." I said as I took my phone out. I texted her as we walked to his car. It was a
