CHAPTER 15

  Hillary’s POV

  “Are you Jealous?” he asked me with a playful smile playing at the edge of his lips and I scrunch up my face in disgust.

  “No I’m not, why the hell would I be? I just don’t want seen wearing another lady’s cloth, it’s so disgusting, and annoying.” I said dismissively, trying to hide my jealousy that is running wild.

  “Yeah, sure.” He nods in mock understanding and I glare at him in return, earning me one of his cute smiles that ways makes my head spin in admiration and love.

  “Not to worry, my love, there is no other woman in my life right now, I mean, none that I care about.”

  “How about the ones you don’t care about, did you get these clothes from one of them?” I asked back. Wait, why am I even asking all these questions?

  Surprisingly, he answers with a warm smile. “No love, I did not get these from any girl and I don’t go around buying clothes for girls too, in case you’re planning to ask me that too.” He teased.