The inside of that cool car was magnificent. I had a car too, but I didn’t know that much about cars to give you a perfect description of what it looked like. I knew it was an automatic. It smelled good. Good as the inside of good cars smelled, nothing exceptional and girl, it was really cool inside!
He asked where I was going and I told him without hesitation. He put it in the GPS tracker, and we began our smooth drive.
No one said a thing for a while before he broke the silence.
“So, tell me something.” He said.
“Something? That isn’t exactly what I would say to a girl I’ve just met.”
He grinned, took one look at me and faced the road again.
“Are we gonna do this like teenagers or like adults that we are?”
I laughed out. The guy sure knew his way with words.
“What makes you think I’m an adult?” I asked. He looked me up and down. I blushed. Then he looked away.
“You’re an adult!” He said with a note of affirmation. I didn’t know what to say, so I just sighed and smiled.
“What do you do?” He asked. Nice question!
“I’m a student but I’m this person who can’t seem to be okay with doing just one thing. I have this nice fashion brand.” I replied.
“Wow! That’s great! We seem to have that in common. I just couldn’t do one thing when I was in college too.” He said.
“What do you do?” I asked.
“Err, let’s say I mostly manage the family’s business now. You know, all that boring oil and gas stuff. He said, looking genuinely bored. He said that like it was fucking nothing!
Oh my God! He’s a fucking billionaire.