Chapter 63

CLAIRE

Zade Cutler.

First born son of the mayor who I might have or might not have insulted.

Bad enough having had to drag the conversation when he first said his name but right now at this second it was excruciatingly difficult seating a few inches away from him.

I might not have told him my name to avoid any alterations in the future but hey he was driving home and if he knew his way around town it wouldn't take him long to know my name and my parent's names.

Not that it was a big deal anyway. So what if he knew my parents hated his parents and would do absolutely anything to annihilate the competition at the contest?

So what if I had called his father a big cheat? He didn't have a badge on him to arrest me so I shouldn't have been somewhat scared.

Yet my hands clutched the knee length cardigan to my body, at the same time became sweaty and my knees must have given out the minute I entered his car.

Or maybe it was him?

True to the rumors, Zade Cutler was a tad bit goodlooking but no