Chapter Thirty Seven

JADE'S POV

The ride to the hotel is oddly quiet and I guess it has a lot to do with the fact that I'm still self conscious about my dressing.

Asides his initial comment, he hasn't said any other thing about it though, but I can't seem to get over the fact that he'd noticed.

I kinda wish I'd taken a moment back there to change before running down, I don't want to look like I'm trying too much to make him fall for me too even though it'd been what I'd unconsciously been doing.

I rest my head on my folded hands, watching the scenery sweeping past us as he drove.

"You didn't say why Ches couldn't show up though." I said out of nowhere, suddenly remembering he'd ignored my question and had said something else.

He takes a glance in my direction, before turning back to the road.

"Do you hate it that much? Me picking you up instead?" He asks, not answering my question still.

I turn away from the window and look at him instead.

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