Brandon’s P.O.V
It was the night of the Gala. I gave myself the once over in the mirror, happy with the way I looked in my grey tux. I headed out to the waiting car to go pick Nova up.
“Good evening Joseph. How are you?” I smiled at the driver that was waiting outside the car for me.
Well, he is more than a driver to my family, always has been.
“I am good, Sir. Looking very dapper, you excited for the Gala?” He smiled.
“Good. Yes, it should be a good night,” I smiled.
I climbed into the back seat, Joseph climbing into the driver’s seat. We chatted as we drove to Nova’s. I was nervous to see her because I know she would look stunning. I am not sure how I will respond to that. I think I may struggle to pretend that I want her because I have a feeling I actually will want her.
“Mr Hay
