We drove to my house in silence. I was huddled into the passenger seat of the Aston Martin. I looked out of the window as we drove through the streets, pensive. What a night! As we reached my home, I invited him inside and went upstairs to my bedroom.
I looked at myself in the mirror. My mascara ran, my hairs were a mess and my eyes were puffy. Looked like I’d been dragged through a hedge backward! I grabbed a towel and wrapped my hair in it. I took off my soaking wet clothes and my underwear. I remembered my clean clothes were downstairs.
I took another towel and wrapped myself around my body and went down. As I crossed the living room to get some dry clothes, Austin was sitting on the sofa looking at something on his mobile. Every time I saw him, with that look of concentration o
