Love hotel

Ronnie's point of view:

"Hello, first year," Golden boy said. "Allow me to introduce Ronnie, my girlfriend!"

I blushed at his introduction, feeling uncomfortable under the spotlight of his friends' curious gazes.

Golden boy was always so confident, but I was not. I barely knew him, and I certainly wasn't his girlfriend.

Derek glanced at me, but I wasn't looking at him.

My heart was racing as I wondered what Derek thought of me.

Did he think I looked silly in this dress? Did he even care that I was here with Golden boy?

I wanted the earth to swallow me. I couldn't stand the stares on me.

Earlier, Golden boy had picked me up in his Maserati and drove me to a beauty salon, where he insisted on paying for my hair and makeup.

I had never felt so out of place, but he was so insistent, and I didn't know how to say no.

He was there with me for hours, not letting me out of his sight until I was through.

He complemented me on my dress and bathed me with attention.

I was uncomfortable, but