Chapter 37

“Nothing. Sorry. I just didn’t think she’d be your type,” she stammers, trying to regain her composure and plastering the smile back onto her face.

“Oh, right,” he concedes, rubbing the hand that isn’t tucking me into his said over his mouth and then his jaw. “I‘m sorry,” he chuckles satirically, making goosebumps pop up on my skin due to how chilling it sounds. “Why was that again?”