“Oh, nothing.” She lied smoothly.
“Are you having a good time tonight?”
“Yes, very much.”
Their conversations were easy and natural. He was a man who picked her up and paid for everything, and at the end of every date, disappeared into the night with a warm hug and nothing more.
Peyton wasn't sure how she felt about him, but in spite of how much fun they had, his gentlemanly manner, which she wasn't accustomed to, was different from Max's. It made her wonder if Xiah wasn't sure about her romantically. But whenever he asked her out, she would spend time with him. Peyton remembers how it hit her.
"I like this man. I like Xiah a lot."
Peyton likes and respects him. She feels good in his presence, misses him when he leaves, and is glad when he wants to see her again.
But then there
