FIONA'S POV.
“How about this lip tint?” Amanda asked, walking up to me as she applied it on her lips.
I shook my head. “Hmmm, I'm not sure about that. It doesn't look like your style. It looks weird.” I hit her butt jokingly as I checked through the shelf.
“I want to try more something bolder. Most of the ones I have are cool colour and moreover guys are attracted to bold girls.” she giggled.
“You are such a slut.”
“Speaking of guys, what about the guy you said you went to his company? Hm.. Keith right?” she asked and my hands paused mid air. “Did his mom get back to you?” she continued. “I guess not.”
“You know, I heard that when his mom tells him to do something, he obeys without question.”
“Ohh, she's aristocratic. Interesting. But you know she has to be careful cause he's slipping out of her hands without her knowledge.”
I was about saying ‘It can't be possible' when my phone rang.
“Speaking of the devil.” I smiled seeing the caller's ID.
“Fiona, where are yo
