Florette’s POV
“Are you going by yourself or is that cute driver of yours coming to pick you up?” Bex asks.
“Yes. I have to wait for Jackson to come over and pick me up. Are you going to be okay without me?” I pout at her and she leans her head back.
“Excuse me, you met me doing just fine without you. If anything, you are in my personal space and you need to leave as soon as possible”
“Aww. That is how they always push their lovers away”. I tease her, earning an eye roll in response. “Don’t call me in tears and ask me to come back though. I don’t think we will be able to do this again till the contract is over”
“How sad”. She says sarcastically. “We don’t need to do this again anyway. Hurry up and go”. She swats at my arm and I whine softly, rubbing the spot where she slapped me.
