Chase's Pov
I didn't want to show her that I cared about what she had to say about me but it stung to think that she didn't consider me her type.
I could have been fooled by the way she kissed me the other night. I was swept away by the depth of the kiss that we shared, how couldn't she?
During the recital, I was eager to discuss the kiss just to make sure we were on the same wavelength, but naturally, she was being her usual difficult self.
It took considerable effort for me not to show how much I cared in her presence.
There she was, dressed in an apron, clearly from finishing up some cleaning and I couldn't help but admire her.
She was surprised to see me, her curly hair fell gracefully down her back, which made it hard to maintain my frustration towards her.
I knew she had foun
