Andy
"Where are we going?" I asked as the expensive Mercedes slid away from the curb, my boxed cake on my laps.
"Curious little thing." He chuckled.
I blinked at him, "Shouldn't I be?"
"I want you to trust me," he told me.
"I don't even know your name." I pointed out.
His mouth curved up into a small smile that made him even more breathtaking. For the hundredth time, I wondered what little, silly me was doing with a man like this.
"My name is Gio." He replied, "Do you trust me, Alexandria?"
"N-no." I said honestly.
Laughing, he grabbed the knot of his tie and tugged at it till the tie slid off, undone. "Let's correct that. Come here."
I inched closer to him, and to my shock, he placed the tie around my eye and carefully tied it behind my head, blocking out my vision, "W-
