Lacy McDaniels
Lacy had slipped on a pair of brown leather sandals with beads on the top straps before heading out the door, climbing into Paul’s Mercedes. It was starting to feel like a second home in this car. She waited until he hopped in the driver side, looking past him to the door wondering what was going on with him and Roman today. Things seemed tense. “I hope it doesn’t have anything to do with me… “ she thought quietly to herself.
Soon with his signature grin Paul hopped in, his sandy blonde hair a mess as he started the car and whipped out onto the long drive heading out of the villa.
“Sooo… time to go spend some of Roman’s money! Where shall we go first? Did you eat yet?” Paul flashed a smirk in her direction and she laughed nodding.
“Yes, I made breakfast today, thank G
