CHAPTER.81
Bruce glanced at me before revving up the engine back to life and rode slowly without saying a word. I didn't need to tell him all that he said, the phone was on loudspeaker. I wanted solace and I felt so comfortable that he didn't bother to discuss anything with me. I was at a crossroads on what I wanted; Did I really want to be President now that Charlotte had found out?
I kept asking myself this question as we rode back to my apartment, and a few minutes later we were there. He pulled to a stop opposite my street, and I exited the car.
"Thanks, Bruce. I really appreciate it," I smiled warmly.
"Will you be okay?" He frowned. "You don't need to act it all up in front of me, just take care of yourself, okay?" With that, he zoomed off.
I heaved a deep sigh and slowly walked
