I Like Fashion

Edward

I wasn't going to lie to you and say that I knew what was going on as Connor drove us into a long stay parking area away from the entrance or the back gates that led to the private jets.

He pressed a little intercom thing and a white paper ticket came out. He took it before taking out his wallet and slipping it in before the booth opened. It seemed normal for such a thing to occur as he drove the many rows to find an empty parking area.

"Do you normally park this far?" I blinked as he found an empty spot.

"Yes, this is where us commoners come to park our cars because we don't have fancy drivers to drop us off or a warehouse to store our cars. Then we get the little white ticket that counts how many days we've been gone, then when we come back we pay for our car and quickly get out. Do you understand that daddy?"