Who the HELL does a car wash in fifty four degree weather?!
If this was some other Celsius place, sure I'd be like fifty yeah totally, but this isn't, this is fifty four degrees Fahrenheit!
It's cold as s**t!
I shivered as I dunked the soapy sponge in the bucket and leaned over the car scrubbing it down knowing I'll definitely get pneumonia.
But it's for the kids.
At least I wasn't stupid like my cousin, she wore high heels, a red bikini and a fur coat.
I wore my clear rain coat, a pair of rain boots and a black bikini with a beanie. Nonetheless, I froze.
Remus was sitting in his car grinning as I scrubbed his car off while he winked at me and licked his lips.
Idiot.
Everyone was doing their own type of cleaning, sexy or silly but I was just getting the job done. I'm not really th
