Charlotte Sanguinite POV:
“And you said…?”
“I said no.” I blinked several times. “He and I, we’re from very different worlds. It’s not going to work.”
Clearing my throat, I began walking back to the cupcake display, my heartbeat unsteady. Jazz trails after me. “So what if he’s some crazy rich guy? He’s clearly head over heels for you! That’s gotta count for something.”
I opened the display and started setting up the cupcakes. “I want a simple, peaceful life, Jazz. Robert Montgomery is the furthest thing from that kind of person.”
“He seems peaceful enough.” Jazz leans over the glass display case, watching me. “Besides, if a man looked at me like he was just looking at you, I’d be eating him up.”
“What?” I stared at her. “Eating what up? And I thought you had a boyfriend. "Aren’t you
