Chapter Thirty Six{Ronan}

The drive continues smoothly with her constantly checking her phone and still swirling her glass of wine. I know this cause I've been throwing glances every now and then. It's been silent since we spoke about the Federico thing and I am not a talkative but there's this sudden urge to hear her speak. The sensuality in her voice when she speaks even when she doesn't try makes me comfortable, the way her tone varies depending on her attitude and still sound condescending and at same time humbling is so much appealing to me and there's the way she stares at me when she talks, that look of want, threat, mischief and wonder, all in one does thing I'm not ready to agree with in my body.

"You haven't taken a sip from your wine" I mention dryly, feigning indifference. She looks up at me and I realize I'm forgetting something. "I believe the theme for tonight's party is a masquerade ball" I pull a rectangular box from my tux and open it. In it are matching gold mask which covers half of the fa