Tonight was Madge’s Gala opening, and I was thankful for the chance to get out of the house.
Alissa invited Leif, and I thought he could use some art in his life. I briefly thought of Antonio and his love for art but shook it off.
We haven’t spoken since the incident at The Lounge a few days back. Leif and Alissa both said he apologized to them, yet he hasn’t so much as texted me.
My doorbell rang, and I peeked out the peephole. It was Leif. I was a little nervous about us riding together because people may assume things. That included Antonio.
I opened the door to Leif as the scent of his cologne hit me. It was a spicy, woodsy smell, and I was pretty sure it was a new scent for him.
“Hey, we’re almost ready, come on in,” I said.
“Thank you,”
“That color suits you well,” He wa
