RHETTS POV:
She stared at me with confusion on her face, I noted the fact that even covered in mud, she looked pure and natural, clean.
I think that's what I'm starting to like about her, she isn't dirty. When I look at other girls, I notice their makeup, their fake tans and the nails.
It used to blend into a mix of a hot girl before mom ever mentioned anything but now, I wanted a girl like Iman, clean.
Looking back at the light as it turned green, I drove and wondered if I told her, would she think I was insane?
I mean she does talk so wild s**t and she is psychotic.
Sighing, I pulled the car over and put it in park.
She gave me a look as she placed the cup in the cup holder. Her eyes running over the street and then over at me, "So is it a secret?" She asked quietly.
Is what a se
