(Nikita's P.O.V.)
After the dinner party, Ron offered to take me home in his sports car in which I couldn't decline. He was a gentleman who opened the car door for me, and waited for me to go inside the house first before finally leaving. I entered my room with a smile plastered on my face.
I couldn't forget the pleasant time I had with Ron at the potluck. I still remember his sheepish smiles whenever he pulls a cheesy joke on me. It's cute.
This is the first time that a man had taken care of me, and I'm going to be such a petty liar if I tell you that I don't feel any butterflies about it.
I couldn't even get his face off my head.
"You like him, don't you?" Tala teasingly asked. I closed my eyes after realizing that my wolf could hear my thoughts. "I know you do. I do, too. Hehehe. R
