“What’s up?”
“You going to the country club dinner next month?”
Ivan and I had both inherited our country club memberships from our parents, and while it wasn’t my scene, Ivan loved going there for all its expensive perks.Now, while Ivan made good money working for Wilder Technologies, he didn’t spend frivolously, something that Netti appreciated, having grown up in a working-class family.
“Not if I can help it,” I answered honestly.
“C’mon, Wilder,” he drawled out.“There are worse things in the world than to belong to the most prestigious country club in the city.”
“I’d rather set myself on fire,” I retorted as I came to a stoplight.
“Kinky,” he quipped.“But who am I to judge?”
Well, at least one person wasn’t judging me today.
Chapter 11
Rya~
Dalton wasn’t saying anything, which usually meant that I was in the wrong.Now, it wasn’t that he was looking for a way to soften his rebuke or anything like that, but because Dalton loved me unconditionally, he always processed my dilemmas fully before giving me advice.
“Okay,” I muttered.“You can give it to me straight.”
Currently, we were both at work, and while I was bathing a small Pomeranian, Dalton was at the wash station next to me, catering to a Husky pup.Honestly, if I didn’t live in such a small apartment, I’d have at least three pets bringing joy to my life.There was nothing quite like pets to make all the ugly in the world go away.
“I think you’re being unfair,” he finally said.“Now, if you’re scared or intimidated by his looks or last name, then be honest about that, Rya.Don’t presume to know how he thinks or what he feels because that’s insulting as hell.”
I turned to eye him.“You don’t find his motives suspicious?”
Dalton shot me a reprimanding look.“You know better than to ask me a question like that.”
“It’s just-”
“Besides, from what you told me, he made it pretty clear that he wasn’t interested in dating anyone that was after him for only his money,” he went on.“So, why is it so hard to accept that he’s choosing substance over popularity?After all, he’s hardly in high school anymore.”
“Okay...so, let’s say that he is genuinely attracted to me,” I posed.“Even if that were the case, can you imagine what his parents would think if he brought a girl like me home?”
