Xavier drove me from his mansion to an art gallery that was downtown. I was dressed in a silky red dress that drapped down to my feet and a pair of golden high heels. I had combed my hair and let it fall to my shoulders and back and adorned a pair of golden earrings.
From the moment we left the house, he was silent and didn't say a word until I spoke first.
"Why am I meeting your grandfather?" I asked a bit curious.
" Because if I don't go with a plus one I'll have the same talk with him that I've been having for years. Why don't you have a girlfriend Xavier? " He said mocking who I believed to be his grandfather in the last statement.
"So I'm supposed to be your girlfriend?" I mused wondering where he was headed with this.
"If you play the role well, I might consider it as one way of
