"Caspian, I'm not dressed for this," I protest as we turn into Pacifica Drive. This is the area where the rich go to. It's the place for fancy restaurants, swanky clubs, glitzy boutiques, and luxurious hotels. "You look gorgeous, Sunshine," he counters, lifting my hand up to his lips. I remember when Kane used to drive Vesper, Aurelia, and I around the area just to look at the people and the bright lights. I came dining around here a few times when grandpa Arthur came to visit. Mom made us dressed up very nicely...not like this. I look down at myself. Black jeans, Caspian's expensive white shirt, but a couple of sizes too big for me, and a pair of white converse. I wonder if there are twigs and dry leaves in my hair. Caspian pulls in front of The Monarchy, the fanciest hotel, and restaurant in the city. Oh, I am so not dressed for this! In a flash, he's out of the car, pushing aside the man who's about to take my hand to help me out of the car. He hands the key to his Ferrari to t
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