16| You're Drenched

JULIE

Finding Mr. Taylor in his car — the car which is standing right beside me as he waits for me is quite hard to believe. Like, for me? Well, I am still contemplating if my theory is right or if this is a part of my morning dream fairyland fantasies.

"Come inside," he says, proving my theory right but I am still thinking about it. Deeply.

Do not take me wrong but he did things like insulting me, yelling at me, and threatening me, so it is hard to believe he is concerned about me. Though a corner inside me is seeing his bad treatment, another wants me to believe him and take the ride because I like this gentle side of him.

"How much time are you going to take?" He cocks his brow, pulling me out of my thoughts. But that did not make him impatient. "Do you want to get sick?" He asks tauntingly and I quickly shake my head. "Then come inside," he says and I nod my head again. I scurry over to the door of his car.

I get inside and a sigh of relief escapes me when warm air surrounds m