CAMILLA'S POV
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"Jared, why are there so many cars here?" I ask, leaning forward as I inspect all the fancy cars. "Well I was kind of hosting a party when I finally looked at my phone and saw your text." he murmurs, shrugging it off like it's not a big deal. "You left your party to ruin my night?" I scoff as I meet his gaze through the rear view mirror, and he rolls his eyes, "I didn't ruin it, I saved you." he deadpans, "Even if you don't think so," he mutters under his breath, but I could still hear him.
I sit back, staring down at my dress, and I grab the seats in front of me again, leaning forward, "I'm under dressed." I inform him, and he snorts, a smile stretches across his face, dimples forming in his cheeks. "You aren't, actually I think you are one of the women who are appropr
