Dressed in a tight black pants and long sleeved black shirt, Carla walked down the street to flag down a taxi when Damien's car pulled over right in front of her and the window rolled down to reveal his dark face.
“I told you to wait for me at home." He sized her up but she made a small bow instead.
“Good morning Sir." She wasn't smiling.
“Get in." He wasn't smiling either and turned back to look at the screen of his phone.
Carla went towards the front seat, ignoring the driver's shake of head.
“Don't tempt me Carla." Damien warned, still not looking up from his phone screen.
Looking away to give him an eye roll, she turned over and opened the door to the back seat before sitting inside but she made sure to sit extremely far from where he was seated.
“I don't like you in black.
