105-I Came Home With A Man

Carena:

“Here’s your ID. Keep it safe because I heard someone in the North is stealing identities,” he whispered as he got closer, too close for my comfort.

I tried to snatch it out of his hands, but he held it so tight that my fingers slipped over it. It was only after I shot him a disapproving glare that he let it go.

His face was so close to mine that I could clearly see the brown in his eyes.

“Let’s drop you home now, Miss Arrogant Carena!”

It really hit me when he used that word for me. I was always known as the nice girl. The naive and idiot girl, in fact.

I don’t know why, but hearing the word “arrogant” didn’t offend me. For the first time in my life, it felt like somebody recognized that I do have a spine.

I walked out to sit in the back seat when I noticed him holding the passenger seat open for me.

“You don’t want people to think you were arrested, do you?” That man was so cunning.

He was able to make me agree with him in such a sly way. I walked over to the passenger side