~Faith~
"Where are you taking me?" I ask Aiden, the sound of the car door closing behind us. "First, dress shopping," he responds. I turn to him, the soft hum of the car's engine filling the air. "Is there a reason I need a dress?" I push, curious. Aiden glances at me. "I'm taking you out," he explains. "You're not telling me, are you?" I laugh. "Nope," he responds.
The cool air from the air conditioning brushes against my skin, providing a sense of comfort. "Are you okay going out? I mean, you did say you don't like being around people," I ask, voicing my concern. Aiden smiles at me, his hand gripping the steering wheel. "You're eighteen. I can't take away the fun you're supposed to have at your age," he admits. "I don't mind going, but if you're going to be uncomfortable, well, I'd jus
