ROBERT

"Where are you taking me?" Renee asked for the millionth time since I picked her up from her apartment building.

"It's a surprise, love." I told her with a sly grin, sneaking a brief glimpse at her in my car's passenger seat.

Sporting a ponytail, Renee was dressed in a comfy pair of trousers, a tank top, and tennis shoes with holes along the borders and laces that could easily be ripped off. She looked adorable. Wrinkled brows accented her rosy skin and pink cheeks as she pouted at ...