Chapter 9: Sweet Deal, Isn’t It?
Evelyn furrowed her brows at him.
"No..."
"But you had a boyfriend." Zayne tilted his head, genuinely bemused.
She raised a brow at him. "I did. But what about it?"
"You never kissed him?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Because I want my first kiss to be perfect." Her eyes went dreamy at the thought, he could literally see angel wings at her back. "I’ve only dated him for a month. And I’m not naive if you think I am. I kind of figured out he didn’t really like me like he said he did. But he’s the first man I’ve ever dated, so I didn’t want to...you know..."
"I see," Zayne hummed, lips curling slightly.
"What are you smiling for? It’s not funny."
"I didn’t say it was." He left the bed, standing on his feet. He rolled his shoulder, gauging the wound. It still ached, but not as bad as it was the night before. "Aren’t you going to go home?"