57 Cursed

"So where are we going?" Meredith asked as she walked from her bedroom to the lounge area where Atlas was waiting for her.

He was sitting on a couch dressed in a khaki short, a white button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a dark aviator sunglass to complete the look.

His hair was tousled and he looked so carefree and different than the brooding Atlas Martini she knew.

He looked at her dress and his brows arched into a frown.

"What?" Meredith asked as she came to stand in front of him.

"You look so beautiful and cute in that dress. I don't want other guys to ogled at you or else I'm afraid I will dig someone's eyes for staring at you."

Meredith glanced at the red sundress she was wearing and rolled her eyes.

"This is such an ordinary dress, Atlas. I'm sure no one would even notice me. And I'm wearing this big glasses. Guys don't ogle at girls with glasses."