He smiles brightly and look at me for a second before looking back at the road.
” My mom’s from London. It’s weird and I sort of went to highschool there. So ?”
“Wow. Your dad’s American ?” He shrugs again and tap his fingers on the wheel in rhythm to the song on his playlist.
“Don’t tell anyone. I don’t really share personal details to people. Don’t take advantage of that.” His looks is calm and really pure like a child who got breast feed.
I chuckle at my thoughts as Gray playfully glare at me. I smile and bite my lips. Maybe he’s not really bad. He halts the car in a parking lot. The view outside looks like the countryside. It’s perfect and beautiful.
“Are you hungry ?”
I smile and shrug.
“So it’s a date then ?” I really don’t know how to answer that. Gray is a mixture of surprises.
“I thought you were taking me to sell me off..” I joke.