I have to tell him I know, I have to tell him I solved it, but just as I was about to speak he started talking again. “That dress is going to look gorgeous on you,” his eyes drifted to my closet where the sparkly dress hung. “Got a hot date?” He smirked at me.
“You bet,” I grinned back, taking a step closer. Do I tell him it’s him? I mustered up my confidence, maybe I should just hand him the sweater, or maybe I should just say his name, but what if I’m wrong? What if I ruin everything? I started to overthink, but before I even had the chance to act on it, Onyx had started the conversation again.
“Do you want to go for a ride with me?” He asked and I raised an eyebrow at him. A ride? On what? Intrigued, I stepped forwards and he flashed me a grin, outstretching his hand towards me. Caut
