Perfect disguise by Elizabeth A (best books to read for teens .txt) 📖

The sky was dark and the sun could be seen hiding behind the clouds. I looked away from the sky and focused on the road. Beverly hills was a quiet place and you hardly see cars roaming on the street at night, except if it was weekends. Most residents organized various parties during the weekend and usually invited famous and influential people. 

We were going to a boutique to get a suit for Dominic. He sat at the front seat beside me, looking at his cell phone. The traffic light turned red and I stopped the car and looked at him. His brows were ceased into a thin line and his brown eyes were looking deeply at his phone screen. The glow from his screen shone on his face making it looked like he was basking under the sun.

"What are you looking at?"

He jerked his head up and quickly switched off his phone. "Nothing."

I arched a brow at him. I didn't believe it was actually nothing. 

I chuckled as I realized something. "Are you chatting with your best friend? You can call her if you want to hear her voice, don't be shy." I teased him. The traffic light changed back to green and I placed my hand on my car wheel.

"I'm a very lenient girlfriend, I don't get jealous." I said and winked at him.

He smiled softly, his cheek showing a hint of crimson red. 

I gasped, a little shocked. "Are you seriously blushing?"

His eyes widened and he adjusted on his seat, fidgeting with the hem of his jacket. "I don't understand what you are asking about."

I nodded. I knew he understood my question, but was just too nervous to admit it. "So, you are nervous because you are acting as my boyfriend." 

His cheeks reddened, proving that my assumption was right.

 His eyes wandered before he looked at me. "I'm not. I'm just… I'm.."

"Huh?" 

He took in a deep breath before he finally admitted my assumption. "I'm a little anxious."

"Why? Is it because of Annie?" I asked curiously. He seemed to speak about her all the time.

He shook his head and swiped his tongue along his bottom lip. "Well, it has been a long time since I've gone on a date with someone, I'm just worried I might mess up our date."

I furrowed my brows, shocked. "Wait, I'm the first girlfriend you ever have?"

"No!" He blurted out.

I didn't look at him, but I knew he was currently biting his thumb. He does that whenever he is thinking about something.

He shrugged and adjusted his jacket in a discomforting manner. "I have gone on various dates, but I haven't really been committed to a relationship."

"Hmm, okay. That's too bad, you just burst my bubbles. I was actually feeling proud that I was your first."

He chuckled and shook his head. "You must be kidding me."

"I'm serious." I confirmed.

He looked at me and our eyes locked. The air froze as I got lost in his eyes. It was like that little moment in time, we communicated about something deep with our eyes, it was something that can't be described in words. 

It was something that was reflected from the hearts.

He slowly nodded and broke the stare. "Okay."

Suddenly, there was silence in the car and none of us said anything until I parked the car at the car park of the Channel clothing store. It was a white tall building with transparent show glasses and there were cabinets at the front in the building where their products were set on display. I brought him here because Channel was known as one of the best clothing stores that produce quality suits and shoes.

Dominic sat up and looked at me oddly. "Don't tell me we are going to buy a suit here."

I gave him a look and rolled my eyes. "In that case, I just parked here so that we can chill and waste our time at their car park."

"I'm serious, Diana."

"Well, I'm also not smiling." I opened the door and got down. I slung my handbag over my shoulder and was about to walk into the clothing store when I realized Dominic hadn't gotten down from the car. I turned and saw him sitting at the same spot.

I crossed my hands. "Seriously, are you here to shop for a suit or chill in the car?"

He rubbed his forehead and looked at me. "Come on, let's get the suit from a local store. it will be cheaper there," He said.

I tilted my head a little, considering his decision. "And why should I do that?"

He pinched his nose like he was frustrated. "I just told you it will be cheaper there."

"I hate cheap things." I said frankly.

"That's because you can afford the expensive ones."

I shrugged, he was right. I definitely won't be obsessed with buying expensive goods if I wasn't rich.

"Alright, I will pay for the suit. So, get down from the car and let's get this over with."

He got down and walked up to me. "I can afford to pay for the suit." He said and went into the clothing store.

I shook my head and followed him. I guess it was hard for him to accept a simple flavor.