“Very different.”
Diana admitted what she felt was true, finally wording the correct way she believed Adrian’s behavior according to her had become.
“A good different or a bad different?” he asked, turning back towards the wheel, as he drive the car away in to the steering winds of the sunny day.
“I want to say a good different.” Diana admitted shyly and Adrian only slightly glanced at her with the side of his eye and kept his focus back on the road.
Soon, he drove the two down the busy street of Rodeo Drive, which was bustling with crowds of celebrities and their entourages at that time of the day.
Diana assumed that it was just a pass by through their way and their actual stop would be at some point exclusive in Beverly Hill, the neighborhood in which they were currently driving thr
