Chapter 34

Nia

I give myself one last check in the mirror, waiting for Reeves to pick me up. He asked me if I wanted to join him for dinner at Jake's house last night, just before I fell asleep, once again, in his bed. I agreed immediately, just as I've agreed to almost everything he'd suggested this past week. The thought of him leaving tomorrow morning is not something I'm thrilled of entertaining. I like having him around. He tends to make me smile, a lot. He tends to keep everything that's bad at bay.

I smooth the slim, cornflower-blue cotton dress I have on and apply mascara. I slide my feet into beige, suede, ballet-flats, and hastily wrap a taupe pashmina around my shoulders as I hear the knock on the door.

Reeves, wearing a pinstriped, black button-down and fitted jeans, smiles broadly as he sees me.

"You don't look bad yourself, " I answer the silent compliment. His lips twitch together with the move of his hand to the small of my back to guide us to the elevator.