You are stubborn

Your relationship is going a little weird because your boyfriend Simon is like you.

You are getting ready for another dinner because Simon called you half an hour ago and told you to be ready in half an hour. You are wearing a beautiful and tight mini dress, Black, sleeveless, short. With your red lipstick and high heels, you are the aura right now.

You hear a horn honk as you take one last look in the mirror and apply your eyeliner. Of course Simon.

You grab your bag and keys and leave the house. You walk towards Simon’s familiar Black BMW M8. He is sitting in the car, wearing a nice suit. There is a bouquet of red roses where you will be sitting.

You take the roses in your lap and get in the car, Simon takes your right hand in his palm and gently kisses your knuckles. You smile back but as usual, he continues to look at you instead of driving.

“If you don’t change that thing that makes you look so hot, someone might get hurt today, my love,” he says, a bit sullen but charmingly deep in accent.

You smile cheekily. “I don’t really care, my love,” you say, taking your bouquet in your arms and bringing it to your face to smell.

Simon grins at your cheeky tone. “I’m serious, my love, I don’t want too much chaos for a romantic night.”

“If you don’t want that, you can take that dress off yourself, baby,” you say, looking at the roses.

His grin widens and he starts the car. “Okay, looks like I’ll be putting that skirt on the guys who stare at my beautiful girlfriend.” He sighs and gives up, shaking his head as he pulls the car out of the way of his house.