LAURA'S POV.
“What's your idea of fun, Laura?" He asked, staring directly into my orbs.
"Oh, a bit!.” I added in, still confused with worry written all over my face. I had stayed up later than I expected.
“You have never done anything quite fun before, have you?” He asked again, and I shook my head. He flashed me a bright smile before gesturing that I walk closer to him.
“Well, good enough. Come in. Let's go. I wouldn't want to overwhelm you, so we'll go slow, okay?”
“You are wearing this??” He asked the first words that eased up his lips as soon as his eyes landed on mine. I didn't have the fair choice of a wardrobe change. I had fallen asleep, and certainly he seemed like he was prepared to throw a fit if he had spent a single minute more in the room.
“Yes, it's still neat. Just a
