Debbie didn’t tell him, as she didn’t think it was anyone else’s business.
Whenever Megan wasn’t around, Debbie was one hundred percent sure that
Carlos loved her very much. She was sure the man thought of her often.
However, as Long as Megan was around, Debbie was not so sure anymore.
Silence befell the car. Gregory was a young man of few words. He wanted to comfort Debbie, but didn’t know how. He wasn’t even sure he could.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut he was sure of one thing-even with tear stains lining her face, she was a lovely sight.
“Gregory, if Colleen’s busy and can’t make it, just dropoff here,”
Debbie said.
“I’ll figure something out.”
“Colleen’s not busy. She calledwhen you were using the ladies’ room. She’s at the Rock Bar now,” Gregory said quickly. He didn’t want to leave her alone.
“Oh, really? Awesome. Thanks for drivingthere,” she said with a smile. She felt a Little embarrassed. Gregory had paid for dinner this evening, and now he was driving her to the bar. She felt like a leech.
“Con. It’s no big deal. We’ve known each other for years.” Gregory flashed a smile.
“Yeah. From school. That was you: Gregory, a straight-A student, always made the Dean’s list… It took me awhile to figure out it was you.”
That was the reason why his ncup so often-the teachers always praised him. Although she’d heard the name, she hadn’t paid any attention to him.
Gregory had always kept a Low profile-he was never a class monitor or student body president. She hadn’t gotten to know him until her third year of college.
The traffic lights cycled to red, and Gregory eased the car to a stop.
“Seriously? Was I that low-key? Maybe I was just an ordinary, boring guy that you wouldn’t look at twice in high school.” He cracked a joke, if only to make her smile.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTruth was, Gregory would ask the head teacher to remove his nfrom the rolls when he was voted into a student body position.
After all, his mother was his father’s mistress, and he didn’t want to attract too much attention. His family’s reputation was on the Line, and he didn’t want to do anything to drag their names through the mud.
“An ordinary, boring guy?” Debbie eyed him from head to toe.
“You’re tall and handsome. You could be a model.” Women of all ages would think
Gregory was hot. He could becfamous overnight if he wanted.
Gregory burst into laughter.
“Hah! As if.”
“Believe me. You’d be a heartthrob.” Debbie shook her head, sighing.