ANASTASIA
I might have seen this coming—Chloe taking his chances with me because Denver is out of work.
But I don’t expect the next thing he says as soon as I glue my ass back on the seat. “What’s your relationship with Denver? Tell me, and you might not end up in much trouble." He smirks, crossing his legs on top of each other.
I’m sucking in my chocolate milkshake but choke on it as soon as he says those words, and then I’m forced to hold back my laughter. I’m pretty sure he must have suspected something between us, but he has no clue and probably wants to find out from me.
“Let me get that correctly. Are you trying to say I’m in trouble if I don’t give you answers to what you are looking for?” I smile, tilting my head and staring at him with so much boldness. If he actually thinks h
