"Breathe, Mr. Roosevelt. Or we may have to visit hospital instead of going on our date." Mr. Hudson said to me with a chuckle and I flushed red, trying to breathe normally.
It's weird how I almost start hyperventilating when we are together. After three to four minutes I was breathing a bit normally. We were still in the parking lot. And it was barely even evening. The thought that we had some time together made me excited. And all my excitement fluttered inside my abdomen.
"So, whose car are we taking?" He asked me first and I laughed, shrugging my shoulders. I wanted to drive. Not going to lie, I don't trust other people driving for me.
"Is it okay if we take my car?" I asked him and he shrugged his shoulders, stuffing his keys back in the pocket of his pants.
"Okay. But I am dri
