Chapter Twenty Seven
Drake POV I sat on Rose’s couch as she went into her room before she came out in a tank-top and a pair of sweats. Her hair was down swaying every now and then as she walked over to me. “Are you hungry? Do you want anything to drink? I have water, Gatorade, sodas; pick your poison.” I got up and walked over to her wrapping my arms around her with her wrapping her around me. “I could eat. How about we make some light snacks and then later we can go out for dinner? Say maybe around 7:30 or 8?” she looked up at me before smiling and moving her arms around my neck. “Drake… Are you asking me to go on a date with you?” “I am. 7:30 sound good?” she nodded her head before hugging me tight. We decided to make some snacks before grabbing some drinks and sitting on the couch watching Netflix. Af
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