nervous feeling deep down, like you want to make it go as perfectly as it possibly can. You look for the little cues, like the laughter and smiles, to suppress that nervous feeling and make yourself know that everything is going to be fine. I was having that with Alexis right now. Her expressions were letting me know that everything was going just fine.
Chapter Five
Alexis
I couldn’t believe I was here, in his house, sitting at his table, overlooking the beautiful downtown views that only money and luxury could afford. Not only that, not only was I here, but it was enjoyable…more than enjoyable, actually. It was like Chase was a different person entirely. The arrogant ways he had shown so many times to not only me, but likely crowds of other women as well, were gone. He seemed joyous, not like a prick at all, and I liked it, a lot.
These changes, the ones that changed not only him, but us, made me second-guess my plan. I had wanted to play with him a little bit, stringing him along to make him know what it felt like to be used and hurt. I wanted him to suffer, not permanently, but just for the taste of it. But after being here, after seeing all he’d done for me and hearing what he had to say, I didn’t know that I could do that to him. I would feel like an utter bitch, like I was vindictive, like I was using him all along. Did I really want to risk that? To risk having him get so mad, sad, and fed up with me that he left for good, all because I wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine? That wasn’t worth it.
He listened to everything I had to say, showing an interest in my schoolwork, which was odd because even I didn’t have an interest in it. We talked about how sometimes he wished he had gone to school, and that the idea of parties and being social were lost upon him because he hadn’t gotten the chance to do it. I told him we could go to a party sometime, but he turned it down. He thought he was too old to do that kind of stuff and he’d just look pathetic. I understood.
“How’s your dinner? Am I a good cook?” he asked, midway through our meal.
“You’re an excellent cook. The best I’ve ever known,” I replied.
“Good,” he replied with a smile. “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself. I’m glad we did this.”
“Me too,” I replied, smiling, feeling my cheeks get warm.
“It’s just weird to me, you know? That we could’ve lost all of this because of something stupid. Something that I did, that was my fault. It’s amazing that you haven’t been snatched up yet,” he said.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well, on our first date you said it was weird I hadn’t been taken yet with a family and all that. You said I’d be a good husband and father. I feel the same about you, as a wife and mother. It’s strange to me that some guy in one of your classes hasn’t asked you out and gotten serious with you,” he said.
“Guys in my classes are only interested in one thing, and that’s getting laid. Nobody there wants to have anything even semi-serious. It’s annoying, but I got used to it a long time ago when I moved here,” I said.
“That’s too bad. They’re really losing out,” he said.
“Oh yeah, I bet,” I said sarcastically.
“Don’t sell yourself short, Alexis. You’re a great catch.”
“Yeah? How so?” I asked, before stuffing a piece of honey chicken in my mouth.
“You’re sweet, kind, nice, ambitious, sexy, cute, beautiful, and incredibly smart. Oh yeah, and you smell nice. Really nice ,” Chase said.
“Stop,” I said, looking down, smiling just slightly.
“Nope. Not going to happen. I call it like I see it. You’re definitely a catch. Hopefully somebody won’t be too stupid to scoop you up,” he said.
“I hope not,” I replied, biting my lower lip.
We continued with our meal, trading little stories and getting to know one another better, which was nice, as I felt like I didn’t really know him at all. That was the most