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I’m not interested. Sorry,” Chase drawls.
    Billie who is now wearing a petulant scowl, is about to say something else, when Nikki walks over. Nikki narrows her eyes at Billie and comes and stands next to Chase, moving her out of the way. Billie huffs and walks off, finally getting the picture.

    Nikki gives me a devilish grin. I roll my eyes at her. Nikki loves drama. I remember this one time she punched a girl, for no other reason than she was giving us dirty looks. She’s a tiny spitfire. Redheads apparently do have bad tempers.
    “Nikki this is Chase. Chase, Nikki,” I introduce.
    Chase smiles, “Hello Nikki. I don’t want to say bye to Layla yet. Can I take you home?”
    “Sure, can we get some food on the way?” Typical Nikki.
    Chase chuckles. “You bet.”
    We walk to Chase’s car and Nikki whistles. “What car is this?” she asks curiously.
    “Aston Martin,” Chase replies.
    Nikki’s mouth is in the shape of an O, staring at the car. “It’s sexy!” is her reply. I roll my eyes and give Chase a small smile. Nikki tells Chase to pull over when we pass her favorite burger place, and she runs in to get her food.
    “Do you want me to get you something to eat, Layla?” Chase asks.
    “No thanks, I’m not very hungry right now,” I tell him. And it’s the truth, I’m way too nervous to eat right now. All I can feel are the butterflies in my stomach.
    Chase frowns. “Layla, are you sure? I think..”
    Nikki jumps back in the car, a huge bag of food on her lap. “We can go now!” She calls out merrily. We drive to her house in a comfortable silence. We pull into her driveway and Nikki opens her door.
    “Thanks for the ride, Chase. Layla, text me when you get home safe.” She emphasizes the word safe and glares at Chase when she says it, causing his lips to twitch. The dimple almost makes an appearance.
    “No seriously. I’ll be pissed if you turn out to be a serial killer or something.” Chase’s body is now shaking with silent laughter.
    “Bye Nikki, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” I wink at her.
    “Yeah you will!” she replies and then walks off. We wait until she’s inside safely and then drive off.
    “How drunk are you Layla?” Chase asks me quietly.
    “Not at all”, I reply instantly and it’s the truth. I feel sober. I’m pretty sure his kiss sobered me right the hell up. He takes my hand in his and rubs my knuckles with his fingers.
    “Come stay the night with me.” He makes it more a demand than a question.
    I so want to, but I know I shouldn’t. I’ve never done anything like that before.
    A one night stand.
    He must see the battle going on in my head because he amends, “We don’t need to do anything tonight Layla, just come stay the night with me, no expectations.”
    Oh what the hell. I want this man, and you only live once.
    “Okay,” I agree.
    He smiles and releases his breath like he is relieved. “So, tell me about yourself. What’s your ethnicity? You are stunning, but I can’t put my finger on it. You are so damn beautiful.” I blush.
    “Well, my mother is originally from Sri Lanka, and my father is Australian.” I expect him not to know where the hell Sri Lanka is, like most people, but he surprises me.
    “Sri Lanka, wow. I’ve always wanted to go there,” he tells me. I grin.
    “You’re a cricket fan aren’t you?” I ask him, already knowing the answer.
    His chuckle is rich and gives me butterflies.
    “You got me there,” he replies with a small grin.
    That’s the only reason people tend to know where Sri Lanka is. For some reason people tend to think that Sri Lanka and India occupy the same geographic location. I continuously get asked, "Isn't Sri Lanka the same as India?" which is an excellent way to get me worked up. If it was the same, what would possibly be the reason for being separate countries? It's a small island underneath India with separate foods, languages and customs. Sure there are similarities, but yes, they are different!