Chapter 27.
A Date to Remember.
"Where are we going?" I probably asked for the hundredth time.
"Just wait." Ian answered with the same two words again. I growled in frustration. Ian had blindfolded me, and not knowing where we going was killing me.
"Ian!" I growled in frustration.
"I never noticed how impatient you are," Ian remarked, chuckling.
"You are so dead when I get my hands on you."
"Then maybe I should keep the blindfold on," Ian teased.
I didn't say anything, but I was annoyed. I didn't know what Ian was upto, and I really hoped that it wasn't some dangerous thing.
"We're here," Ian finally announced. I heard him get out and he opened my door. His fingers brushed against my collarbone as he took off the seatbelt, making goosebumps erupt all over.
"Can I take off the bli
