𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫 ✧ 𝐠.𝐝.

seven

CHANTEL

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"you know, i never got your name."

i quickly turned around and saw him.

my heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach.

"i-it's chantel." i gulp.

i set the box down beside me and stand up.

"grayson."

"what?" i ask him.

"my name's grayson. grayson dolan." he smirks.

"oh, sorry." i wipe the dust off my shirt.

"it's fine." he laughs.

i couldn't help but laugh with him, his laugh was music to my ears.

"what days do you work here?" i look over his shoulder and spotted solána.

i grab his arm and dragged him out of the storm.

"looks like you can't wait for the sex huh?" i could hear the smirk in his voice.

"w-what?" i kept looking over his shoulder, i could see solána looking around the store.

"wait, no." i shook my head and let go of his arm.

"what are you tryna hide from babygirl?" he looks where i was looking.

"nothing." i look back at him and smile.

"anyway," i felt his eyes look through my whole body, i started to blush. "i just came here to ask for your number."

"i never said yes to this whole thing you're planning grayson." i tell him. i watch his face fall into a frown.

"oh," he bites his lip. "well, will you agree to "this whole thing"?" he makes question marks with his fingers.

"i don't know grayson, i promised myself to never ruin a relationship ever again." i tuck piece of hair behind my ear.

"but i promise you that you won't. we won't get caught chantel." he reaches for my hands, squeezing them as he looks into my eyes.

"i know this sounds crazy but," his finger starts rubbing my hand. "i barely even know you and i like you a lot."

all of a sudden my legs started to feel weak. my heart started to race. "really?"

"yes chantel." his face starts to get closer to my face.

"chantel?" my head snaps to the side to lock eyes with solána.

"miranda's gonna fire you do you don't come back inside." she says. "just give her your number and she won't lose her job, lover boy."

i saw his cheeks turn into a light shade of pink. "give me your phone."

he dug his hand into his back pocket and pulled out his phone.

i bite my lip as i type my number in his phone.

"i'll text you later then." he flashes a small smile.

"alright." i smile back.

"you're gonna have to explain what just happened chantel." solána pulls me back into the store.

my eyes were still glued on him, i watched him walk out of the mall.

am i really breaking another promise?

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A/N:

this is probably the worst chapter in this whole book 😶