It's either a new car or a rental as I've never seen it in the garage. It was a glossy black Rolls Royce, with luxurious red leather seats that I could see from afar.
My heels click rhythmically as I walked down the concrete driveway and slipped into the back, sitting behind the young driver.
"Exciting night?" He flashes a bright smile.
"Yeah, can't wait." I mutter bitterly.
After a minute or two, Xavier saunters to the car and sits beside me. He was wearing a tuxedo with a black tie, he was never a fan of bow ties. It's a little tighter than his regular suits, showing off his physique.
I place my clutch between us, in the middle seat, to separate us.
The drive wasn't long, the banquet was in the centre of New York and we weren't living too far from there. The ride was awkwardly sile
