Chapter 34

"I'm really not in the mood to leave the house," I said to Quentin as he watched me get ready. He sat on the corner of the bed, watching me with interested intense eyes. I put on my eyelashes and struggled to get the edges to stick to the corner of my eyes.

"Just get ready, I won't make you do anything that you're not comfortable doing," he assured me.

The last 24 hours have been rough for me. I was finally mourning the death of my father. A man I never got the chance to know and Quentin was there for me and his comfort made me feel better.

"Is this what you do to look as breath taking as you do whenever we step out of these doors?" he asked me, sounding so intrigued.

"Yes it is and my goodness, don't