Chapter 27 Jealousy?
- Chase’s P.O.V
- The classroom buzzed with the low hum of chatter and laughter, but my mind was elsewhere, stuck on Alex.
- Where the hell had he been for two whole periods? I slouched in my seat, pencil tapping restlessly against my notebook, replaying the moment Daphne Synclair had bounced into the room earlier, all fiery red hair and flirty giggles, and plopped herself right on Alex’s desk.