Chapter 17

Ronald's POV 

Swooshing and swaying around on the lone dance floor has become very interesting after around ten minutes.

Jane's head was resting on my chest and we followed the slow, passive rhythm of the music. It was blissful, and it felt utterly nice.

"Hey cutie..." Jane delicately lifts her head slightly and looks at me through her lashes.

Ugh, would you please stop being so beautiful? You've been driving me insane since forever, Jane darling.

"Let's go." she subtly nods at my proposal. We get down from the dance floor and walk back to the table where the bill sits. The robot opens its own shelf and pulls out a card machine. The payments are done with a swipe and we proceed to leave the building.

"Wow. How did you—"

"I know what you're going to ask, Jane. It's your father's money." I grin and stick my tongue out like a notorious kid. She laughs it off and gets into the car. I walk back to my side and enter the car,