-Taylor’s POV-
I’m trying hard to contain myself, as I watch Esme. I want to laugh loud, but I’m eaten by nervousness. I hope she can see how beautiful she is. I hope she knew how I felt for her. Soon.
“Honestly I myself didn’t expect the schedule today, I was informed a little late, so sorry if I have to drag you here with me.” I stop as I saw her lips pout at the juiciness of her steak. “Today we are going to attend an availing, it was for a painting. I’m not into paintings and you know that.” She gave me a smile. “Hence the reason I brought you with me.” She looks at me questioning.
“Painting? Me? What do I know about painting? I can’t even draw a dress I like.” She said. Annoyance resonates on her voice.
“I know. That’s exactly why you’re here. So I won’t be the only one in
