YOU AGAIN

It feels like a century when we finally arrive at the Charity Ball. Nash is flirting heavily complementing me on every little thing I do. Like I've melted like butter already. I'm doing everything in my power not to kiss him right now. The fact that he looks and smells good isn't helping the situation. This man would be the death of me. When the car pulls over I let out a heavy sigh.

"You good Claire Nichole?" he has a stupid smirk on his face.

"Yes sir"

"I love it when you call me sir" he winks at me.

"Can you like just stop please" I scowl at him.

It's so annoying that he's enjoying making me fall for his charm.

"Why I'm having too much fun" he chortles like an idiot.