Chapter 169. Wanting Simon Dead

Simon pulled right into the parking lot as the rain started to pour. Scarlett stepped out of the vehicle and walked over to him.

"Thank you for today. I had fun. I want to do this again," she said.

They'd had fun indeed. Simon had already conceded, so he slacked off a little to give her the victory. He wouldn't want her to return home with a dejected expression. He wanted her to converse with him on the drive. And it took place. As he drove Scarlett back to her packed car, she couldn't stop chatting.

"You should go. I will find my way home." She'd stated.

"How would I do that? I can't let you leave on your own. What type of gentleman would I be?" He smirked.

His words caused Scarlett to experience butterflies. He really was a gentleman. "Alright. You can come along." She stepped into her car, and on their way home, the rain began just as he had said.

"This question has been on my mind for hours. Where did you learn how to play? You are so good."