Chapter 22:Spitfire.

Catherine's POV.

"I don't regret inviting you down to dinner but you disappointed me." He let out after a few seconds of ghost silence.

"Huh?" I mused as I turned to look at him, "What did I do?" I asked and my brain began to think of a hundred and thousands of reasons he'll be disappointed in me.

What did I do to displease him?

"Guess." He muttered with a half smile that didn't even reach his face.

I tilted my head back and sniffed in before saying, "I stink at guessing, just tell me what you want to tell me, what did I do that displeased you?"

"You're really no fun, Cathy." He said and I wanted to slap myself. Maybe that would bring me back to reality because this man was making me feel weird... Is this real?

Lucas just told me I'm no fun, does he know the right definition of no fun? I'd have gladly told him if he asked because no fun was right in front of me.

"Hello..." He said, snapping his finger on my face and I looked up at him, "You're looking lost, what's up?" He asked