#Chapter13
There was Steven. I must admit that he looked...nice. He was wearing a denim jacket with sleeves rolled up to the elbows. His arms were covered with selected veins. Also he had black jeans on.
/"Looking stunning, as always!/" he stated with a smirk plastered and checked me out.
/"Yeah, you are awful, as always. I guess, people don’t change!/" I maintained the compliments.
He laughed and added:
/"Really, this dress fits you. I am great at choosing hot outfits, right?/"
/"You are here to take me to the party or to hear me complimenting you, Kirby?/"
I closed the doors and put the keys in my bag.
He put his hand on my waist and escorted me to the car. I hit his hand and he took it away. When he wanted to open the doors for me, I closed them and opened them for myself. He laughed and went to his side of the car. When he sat down, he stated: