Chapter 43: It was a living hell sometimes

Steve didn’t seem the shallow type. He didn’t seem like he would want someone just because they looked like a magazine cover, and he didn’t look like someone who would want a girl intimidated by all those words printed on that magazine cover. He didn’t seem superficial, so it wasn’t just something appearance wise. And it wasn’t personality. Steve had a hell of a personality, and he’d want someone who could appreciate that.

So what was it? Was it her, or was it him? There was no very good reason for him not to like her. Unless he had a girlfriend, or thought she had a boyfriend.