"Allow me," he says when we get to his car, and I smile as I step back and watch in utter admiration as he holds the door open.
"Gentleman much?" He just smiles at me. "Thank you," I tell him and proceed to sit shotgun.
I place my sling bag on my laps, put on the safety belt, and watch patiently as he rounds the car to the driver's seat.
He shuts the door and buckles up without even glancing my way. I think he can feel my eyes on him and I bet it makes him uncomfortable.
"You look amazing," I tell him, for the second time, and a shy smile pulls on his lips.
"Thank you, Miss Daniels."
I chuckle and focus my eyes on the dashboard when I feel his eyes on me as he starts the car and I am so tempted to look at him.
I wiggle around in my seat and lean on the backrest in an attempt to co
