Chris had been kind enough to drive me home after our encounter in the agency. Knowing him, even If I turn down the offer he’d still insist. The latter finally pulls the car around my neighborhood and shoots me a smile while resting his cheek against the wheels. I secretly admire the way his hair falls with the sublet movement, ghosting those charming eye smile of his. Those loops of silver earrings dangles freely as they reflect the ray of the sun. Like always, his choice of outwear can pass as the next vogue magazine cover.
“I could get used to this.”
“Get used to what?” I inquire questioningly only to get a simple shrug as a respond. “It’s nothing. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow at school. Bye.”
“Thanks for the ride.” I say under my breath. After slamming his car door shut, I strid
