RUBY JUNE.
Charles showed up at my door with that devilish grin of his that always made my heart skip a beat. He was wearing a black leather jacket over a fitted white shirt, and I could hardly look away from him. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he extended his hand towards me.
“Ready for an adventure?” he asked, his voice playful yet somehow tender.
I raised an eyebrow, laughing softly. “An adventure? What do you have in mind?”
“You will see,” he teased, winking. “But trust me, it’s going to be fun.”
Taking his hand, I followed him out, curiosity bubbling inside me. Charles was full of surprises, and I loved how he could make the simplest things feel exciting.
We drove for a while, the evening air rushing in through the windows, tangling my hair in the breeze. There was somethin
