Chapter 51: All Part Of The Plan

Maxx’s POV

“Go on.” Storm said. Only, I really didn’t want to. His soul felt like it had broccoli stuck on its teeth.

Did I really have to flirt with this guy?

“Well. Let’s, talk about us.” I said. I carefully toed closer to him, in rough proportion to how carefully I was stepping around this conversation.

Storm eyed me up and down.

Ew. Ew, gross. Gross, nasty, disgusting—

“How so?” He asked, with a smarmy smile. I wanted to wipe that smile off his face so bad.

“Well. Uh, you tell me. Where do you, uh. See us?”

Storm eyed me again. I knew it had been a bad answer. But his expression made it seem like it was a really, really bad answer.

“Where do I see us?”

“Yeah. In, uh. Five years.”

Oh, Goddess. Did I really just say that? This wasn’t a business deal. This wasn’t negotiating a relationship. If anything it was a bad attempt at de-escalation, because I just wanted to get away from this guy. And I was supposed to try to flirt with him?

How on earth do people flirt!?