Chapter One hundred-fifteen

"You can say that again," she said blushing, running her hands around her hair. "So what took you much time before you finally decided to wear this?"

She looked away, "Can we start going?"

"Yeah, I wouldn't have to waste my time arguing about why you couldn't make a simple decision on time. I hope that's not the way you do when working with Alistair?"

"Come on Oliver, what are you insinuating?" She asked, tilting her head towards him.

"It was a question I asked, it's not like I said something silly," he replied.

"You could have said something silly. There's absolutely no difference between what you just said, and anything silly that might come out of your mouth," she replied, rolling her eyes.

"Is that what you now think about me? You think every word that comes out of my mouth is silly right?" He asked, looking at her, taking his gaze off the road.

"I didn't say something like that. You don't have to put words in my mouth," she replied.

"It's alright. We don't have to fight over this