Chapter 37. A Date?

Sophie's POV

“Sophie!”

I turned around as soon as I heard Lance’s voice.

My heart started beating so fast as soon as I saw his face. He was wearing a black turtleneck with a pair of black jeans, wearing his signature black round glasses.

Now that I look at him, he somehow resembles Vincent.

Wait, why am I thinking about that jerk?

He almost touched me down there last night. Good thing I was able to remind him that he only owns my thigh and not my soul.

I should make sure that I would win the next game or else he would be able to conquer the other part of me that I’ll never want to give up to him.

“Where’s Sabrina?” I came back to my senses when Lance asked me.

“I-I don’t know. She’s not answering any of my calls. Maybe she’s already on her way here.”

Lance nodded. “So, shall we wait for her a little more?”

“Uhm.”

He sat down on the chair in front of me.

“This is the first time that I see y