The corners of Alex's mouth curled into a bitter smile. “Ms. Grant, you're wasting your time on a man like me.”
Maggie tightened her grip on his hand. “It's not a waste of time,” she insisted. “I want to. I love you.”
There was a pretty blush on her face. Though embarrassed, she was glad she had finally managed to tell Alex how she felt. Even if I got rejected, at least I know I've tried.
She was, by all means, head over heels for Alex. The young man had filled her thoughts all day, every day. She craved for his presence, so much so that she even had a dream about the two of them the night before.
Alex sighed. “You're barking up the wrong tree. You'd be better off finding someone else—someone who's single and available to be in a committed relationship with you.”
“Mr. Jefferson, don't be so cruel.” Maggie's eyes misted over. “You can choose not to give me your heart, but I'm asking you not to break mine. There's no way I would be able to have eyes for anyone else but you, so please, don't say something like that.”