I looked up from the hand that was holding me to the eyes that I missed if I was being honest with myself. Giving him a half-smile I turned to him, "Daryl, hi."
Daryl looked me over, taking in my hair and my dress. "You look good."
I looked down for a few seconds before looking up and nodding, "thank you. So do you."
And he did. His hair has also grown a bit, it reached his neck and he looked like he had packed more muscles.
"You might be getting more muscles than Marcus hey."
Daryl laughed as he shook his head, "I don't think that is possible."
"Hey, Kim! We gots to go!" Tyrel called from the inside of the cab. He had not seen who I was talking to.
I looked at the cab then back to Daryl. "I have to go."
"Have lunch with us. At your old workplace."
I bit on my lip thinking about i
