Party

Ursula's house was bustling with guests. Mexican music is heard. During the trip, Tabitha didn't say much except Keith spoke to her. The guy turned off his car and got out of the car. Tabitha didn't wait for Keith to open the door for her, and at the same time she opened the car door, Keith was already standing up to open it for her.

"You won't let me be a real man, will you?" Keith smiled playfully and teasingly.

"Opening car door to women won't necessarily make you a gentleman," Tabitha retorted.

Keith was still smiling and eyed Tabitha, who looked so beautiful. "I'm afraid that your beauty will steal everyone's attention, and forget about the host throwing the party."

Tabitha snorted. "You're too much."

Keith was tempted to grab Tabitha's hand, but he resisted. They crossed brick terraces and grassy, neatly trimmed, low-walled pathways circling the rose garden. The host, who already knew Tabitha, immediately greeted their arrival with a friendly smile.

"Oh, honey... you finally cam