"But…"
"But what? Is it about the contract? I didn't break our agreement, did I? I'm not in love with you. I'm just attracted to you. And I think you're attracted to me too. Or… don't tell me you've actually fallen for me?" Adrian said, arching both eyebrows with a hint of smugness in his voice.
"In your dreams. I already told you, you're not my type," Bianca shot back quickly, her cheeks burning with heat.
There it was again. That's the line that rubs Adrian the wrong way.
"People's types can change, Bianca," Adrian said matter-of-factly.
"No way." Her voice was firm, but the pounding in her chest said otherwise.
Bianca didn't know what to think anymore. She felt confused about where they stood now, especially after Adrian had just casually dropped a confession like that, as if it were nothing.
"If it's not love, maybe you're at least a little attracted to me," Adrian guessed, watching her closely.
