=AGATHA=
“You are coming with me?” I asked, the nervousness in my voice perfectly hidden.
“Yes, I am. Unless you have a reason why I shouldn’t.” Dylan said as he picked up his wallet and placed it in the pocket of his jeans. I was going to go in my casual clothes because I did not want them to think that I was there for business and misunderstand.
“Uh no. I just thought you’d spend the day relaxing or working.” I said and turned away to hide my face.
“Agatha.” He said and I almost flinched. I turned to face him with a smile. “What’s wrong with you?”
“…” I contemplated lying but I sighed. “You’re not angry are you?”
“No. I’m not. What made you think that?” He asked with a voice that seems like I’m being interrogated.
“I just thought you’d be angry for what I did last night.” I gav
