IVY
“So where do you wanna go?” Nixon asked me after we got into his car and I shrugged because I had no idea. I just wanted to leave that place and I was happy to have him take me away.
“I have no idea, Nixon. I just wanted to leave before it turns into a full-blown fight,” I honestly told him, and he chuckled while he reversed his car out of the parking lot and drove out of the restaurant’s premises.
“I could tell when you stood up and bid everyone goodnight” he replied and I chuckled too before looking at him.
“So, Nixon, do you want to tell me that you're very comfortable with the way my parents act and speak? It doesn't bother you?” I asked him and he glanced at me before looking back at the road again.
“And you better be honest with me” I added and that made him flash his tee
