CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Chapter Eighteen: Guess there is more to Harper than I initially thought!
"You know, I actually thought you were going to cancel till the last minute." Harper glanced at me while driving to the destination he had planned and refused to tell me.
"I almost did." That was the honest answer. I kept having second thoughts about the whole matter. Even now, I wondered if there was any way to ask Harper politely, to turn his car around and go back to Sam's house.
He sighed. "Well, I guess I deserve that."
"Yes, you do." My reply was prompt and I glanced at Harper from the corner of my eye who was gripping the steering wheel with greater force than necessary, his knuckles turning white.
"Have you, um, ever been on a date before?" Harper chuckled nervously.
Where is he going
