A date?!
"Mr Grayson-" before Brooke could ask what he meant by that, Thane had already left and shut the door after him.
"A date?! What is Mr Grayson thinking?!" She huffed staring at herself in the mirror. Her eyes darted to the unopened toothbrush on the sink, placed next to the expensive healthcare products she had only seen in magazines.
"My whole life is such a mess right now!" She sighed, resting her forehead on the sink. "Is this really a date?" She sighed exasperatedly, "Or am I really overthinking things? Was he joking? But in the first place what sort of person jokes like that?" She groaned, feeling defeated.
"Brooke, in case I wasn't clear before. This is a date."
Thane's words replayed in her head, making her ears, cheeks and the back of her neck flush in embarrassment.
