Chapter 15. She Wasn't His Type?

The moment Adam left, Andrea went back to her room and locked her door, completely ignoring Aries’s presence. She was hurt by his statement. He could have just stated that they were disinterested in each other. She wouldn’t have minded that, but his statement echoed in her head.

Andy isn’t my type.

What was that supposed to mean? If she wasn’t his type, then who was? Celina? Andrea stormed to the washroom to take a shower. She needed to get out of this house right now. She couldn’t stay here and watch his face the whole day. 

Unaware of the storm brewing in Andrea’s head, Aries started to prepare breakfast. After the bitter exchange last night, he wanted to clear the air between him and Andrea as soon as possible. It was a lazy Sunday, and he wanted to take her out sightseeing. No, it wasn’t a date. He didn’t do dates; they were too silly! The door to Andrea’s door flew open, and she emerged, looking hot in a pair of denim shorts and a bright pink tee top. Arie