Freya flagged down Patrick and told him to pull over at a crossroads close to the Lawson residence. "Here it is. Thank you for giving me a ride, Mr. Perry."
As she prepared to exit, Freya opened the car door.
"Miss, would you mind giving me your number? I'd like to treat you to dinner someday" To see the girl's beauty more clearly, Patrick squinted his eyes and turned on the car's lights.
Over the years, he had seen many stunning women in the club scene, but she was the first one he had ever met who was so flawless and innocent.
"I'm sorry, I don't have a cellphone," Freya said. She also thought this was a pretty lame reason not to give him her number, but she still didn't want to.
Patrick snickered at this, as he found it hard to believe anyone in the 21st century would not have a c
