Chapter 34
“I have to ask you something,” Christian said as he swung a balled fist in my direction.
I ducked and countered it with a high kick to his face. “Is it personal?’
He caught my foot. ”I don’t think so.” He flipped me backwards.
I plopped down on a blue mat. I loved sparring at Christian’s house. There was a ton of room and it smelled a lot better than the dojo. “Go for it.”
He sat next to me and pretended to tie his shoe even though it was already tied. “Prom is coming up, and I know you’re going to be asked by a bunch of guys, but it just wouldn’t make sense for you to be on a date and have me stalking you the whole time.” He inhaled a big breath. “I think it will be a lot easier if—”
“Are you asking me to prom?” I teased.
“Yeah, but I understand if that would be too weir
