“You know, you can come inside, look around. It is a museum, after all.” Robin said as she sat on the front seat of Wilder’s car. He was waiting for her in the car and as usual, Robin was running late. Wilder chuckled, “You are right, it is a museum, not a bar, or club, or even a restaurant. I would rather be in my car.” Robin rolled her eyes as she fastened her seatbelt.
“So, what’s the plan?” Robin asked as she looked at the changing scenery in front of them. All Wilder told her was that he is picking her up from the museum for a date. Wilder smiled, “it’s a surprise,” He shot a look at Robin who raised her brow at this. “Just trust me, it's gonna be good.” Robin nodded as she put on music. She was enjoying this newfound calm, these safe minutes and hours where she didn’t have to w
