Before Arielle could figure out what he just meant, Vinson stroked her hair fondly and stated, “All right, let’s go. The show’s about to start.”
“Huh? Oh, right…” Arielle took a moment to snap out of her daze before hurrying after him.
Gazing at the back of Vinson’s figure, she could not help but wonder if he really only regarded her as a regular friend.
Would it be possible that he’s also slightly attracted to me, the way guys are attracted to girls?
The moment those thoughts entered her mind, Arielle shook her head vigorously in an attempt to force them out of her head.
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