Deanne couldn’t believe her ears, so much so that she almost dumbly asked him to repeat himself but she knew she hadn’t heard him wrong. It was like she was living a dream.
The male she’d admired for years liked her back. Her feelings hadn’t been one-sided.
Dax liked her.
She had to tell him she felt the same way.
“I like y-“ but before she could complete her sentence a loud knock rapped on the door. Dax frowned and she mentally cursed at the terrible timing of whoever that was.
“Who could that be this late in the day.” Dax grumbled but made no attempt in going towards the door. “Let’s just ignore it.”
As soon as he said that, the loud knocking started up again and Dax cursed this time. He placed Deanne down on her feet before he strode towards the door with obvious irritation.
