Chapter III Many Happy Returns
“ Alasdair, quit following me,” he said being irritated.
I could picture his creased forehead, furrowed brows and intense dark eyes just by looking at his back. I giggled which made him look at me over his shoulder.
With one brow raised he let out a seemingly irritated question, “ And why are you laughing?”
I only shook my head in response as I bit my lower lip to prevent a smile from showing. I totally ignored his question and went on pointing into different kinds of flowers. “ Look at that, Chase. It's not every day I get to see something like—”
He didn't like me being silent, I guess because the moment I opened my eyes I was already pinned in a tree with his towering figure casted in front as his eyes full with intensity looked down on mine. “—that
