Chapter 66

I snorted. I just slipped on light dark skinny jeans, a grey, knitted, oversized, long sleeved sweater, black boots from Steve Madden, and my hair was up in a nice bun, with a headband on my head. My make up was minimum, mascara and eyeliner only. To finish it off, my ears were studded with black pearls and I carried a black clutch. Galam did say to dress comfortably. “You’re the one that looks good,” I admitted, biting my lip. I trailed my eyes down his body once and took him all in. He wore a dark gray button up rolled up to his elbows and straight fit jeans that hung low on his hips. His Nikes were well kept and his hair was short, but not overly so. He cut his hair and I found it attractive on him. Eventually, I hopped into his car and he drove off to a cozy pancake house. I smiled. He knew me too well. I loved eating at comfortable places rather than high class restaurants where you had to sit so straight. It’s not that I don’t like eating at classy resta