~Teyana’s POV~

After what seemed like a forty-minute drive that included Jeremy’s restless hand caressing my thigh the entire way—we finally arrived at the grand dinner venue. He was now dressed in a beige-colored shirt I made him pick and black pants. The top few buttons were undone as usual, sleeves rolled to arm level. He looked absolutely snatched.

—But this is Jeremy. Everything fits.

He was going to go for black, but trust me, I would’ve rolled my eyes if I had to see him in ...