Chapter Thirty-Five: Hand Snaking Around My Waist

Marissa’s POV

After a few minutes of driving, we finally arrived at his favorite coffee shop. I did not even notice the time since I was driven by our fun conversation inside the car. Well, we both agreed that we are going to be friends, so we have to practice acting like it.

“Stay here,” he commanded when he made me pause from unbuckling my seatbelt.

I furrowed my eyebrows and was about to ask why, but he already opened the car door and closed it when he was already outside. He circled his car beside my seat. I dropped my jaw when he smiled as if he could see me from the tinted window before he opened my door.

Woah!

“Am I going to pass as a real gentleman now?” he asked.

It took seconds for me to stop staring at him in astonishment. I would have looked at him differently just like the women who find him attractive.

I am still new to his set of sudden actions right now. He just opened the damn for me! That is new!

“Hey, are you planning to get out, or should I carry you, instead?” he