there were plenty of eyes on him when he pulled up, or at least plenty of eyes on the car. it was a small town after all, not many people drove around in ferraris. still he could be anyone; however ares knew that one person rwould recognize it. the cherry gloss, the new york license plate, the sound of the horn before he stepped out of the car. he hoped she remembered him just as fondly. “veronica lodge. you know you could have at least left me some directions when you left.” / @pearlworn
she doesn’t even notice the car at first , not until betty’s hand reaches for veronica’s arm , and her gaze drifts over to the direction of the cherry glossed ferrari. ‘ i’ll call you later ? ’ that’s all the iced princess gives her best friend before louboutin heels click against the pavement towards the car & towards him.
‘ and make it easy for you ? ’ aubergine lips curl , soft arms lifting & wrapping around ares’ neck. ‘ for the record , i’ve missed you. ’ she presses a kiss against his cheek & veronica is completely aware that all eyes are on them.