"Goodnight, Derek. Thank you, for bearing my ramblings," Arya nervously tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. They were still seated in Derek's car, which was now again parked opposite her apartment.
"No, thank you, for giving me a chance, Ms. Davis. And don't say goodnight right now, I am coming to drop you off." Derek unbuckled his seat belt and was about to open the door when Arya spoke, "I... uhh... it would be better if you don't. I don't want you to be insulted again, and I don't know if uncle is home or at work. So... please?"
Derek sighed, she was right. "What's the deal with your uncle anyway?" He mumbled as a childlike frown appeared on his handsome face.
"Give him time, he will come around. Goodbye," and Arya unbuckled her seat belt and was about to get out of the car when De
