"When did I say I need a boyfriend? I mean I need a billionaire fucking dollars."
Ace became quiet, and I can tell that he was just so tired of answering any of my bullshit.
It is his fault because a BF also means a best friend.
I have no idea why I even mention the word 'BF' But I don't care a bit.
Most time's my brain tends to always work on its own.
"Would you please drive?" He mumbled, and he wasn't staring at me anymore but this time around he was staring at the iPad which is currently placed on his leg. "Mister handsome! Just to make things clear, is it possible for me to buy clothes of my choice?" I asked as I focused my gaze on the road.
Having an accident is something that I'll avoid at all costs. "That's if you decide to pay with your own money." Ace shrugged.
I rolled my eyes. "You have been behaving kindly to me, so it hurts if you all of a sudden behave like a monster." I utter, as I tried to sound hurt.
