✝︎ 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝑨𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅 ✝︎

-12-

Rin

Here we are. The night has been perfect so far. The temperature and atmosphere of dinner was cozy and so comforting. The food was delicious and it didn't take long to arrive. I had a steak and mashed potatoes— a classic rich person meal. Courtney on the other hand had pasta and steak. The wine was okay considering I'm not much of a wine person myself. We're in his car, the black Lamborghini, as I trust him to take me to his place.

I'm nervous. It's an understatement actually. I can feel my heart throbbing in my chest and my mind trying to process all the things that can go wrong since everything so far has gone right. I feel thirsty for this man. I keep envisioning his hands all over my body. It's hard to focus. I'm not sure how long we've been driving; I'm not sure how many rights or lefts we've made; I'm not even sure if we're leaving the city or not. I'm so intoxicated by his presence that I've rendered myself completely and utterly vulnerable.

"You okay?" A deep voice brings me from my thoughts. I flinch, raising my hand like I did last time this happened. This time, my hand is caught before I can. I widen my eyes, looking over at Courtney. He pulls my hand in and kisses it. "Calm down, Princess. I can see the anxiety on your face. You're too perfect to be worrying about a guy like me breaking your heart."

"You're too perfect to be looking at a woman like me," I mumble back, taking an audible deep breath.

"Never," he whispers, kissing my hand again, "I just want you to calm down. Let me make this the best night of your life." I feel goosebumps on my skin rise. I can almost see my own anxiety levels dropping.

"How—"

"Mama's a psychologist. She's taught me many tricks."

"Does someone in your family have anxiety?"

"Caspian. Puberty hit late and it bothered him a lot in high school."

"You're a perfect big brother, aren't you?" Courtney scoffs and kisses my hand again. This kiss is long and warm. My heart flutters.

"Tonight is your night, Princess. Just calm down for me, yeah?" I nod.

"Um," I say, attempting to clear my head, "do you live alone or do you still live with your family?"

"I live by myself, I just visit often. Plus, Dad allows me to keep some of my cars in his garage. That's how Chandler keeps getting them." I notice him rolling his eyes. I giggle in response.

The car slows to a stop. Courtney kisses my hand yet again before gently placing it in my lap. I look outside. We're inside a giant looking tin can. I wrinkle my eyebrows.

"Where—"

"We're in the garage, Beautiful. Breathe," he chuckles. I exhale, biting on my lower lip. He turns the car off before getting out. While waiting for him to come around for me, I take deep breaths.

In three seconds. Hold three seconds. Out three seconds.

The door opens and Courtney's hand is out. I put my hand in his, and he guides me out just like before. I take a deep breath and he pulls me into him, closing the door behind me. He leads me out of the garage, locking the cars up. He presses a button on the side of the house and the garage door closes. Now that we're outside, I look up to see the house. It's a condo and it looks like it could house more than one person comfortably.

"Fuck," I whisper, thinking about how expensive it must've been.

"Watch your language," he whispers before leading me inside. I look around at everything while Courtney takes my coat. I don't even notice him taking his shoes until he attempts to take mine too.