Chapter 67

Camila sat in the passenger seat, cheeks still burning red. She honestly hadn't expected what happened in the study with Prescott... "Still blushing?" Prescott glanced over while driving, catching her red face and chuckling softly. She looked adorable like this. With how easily she got flustered, he figured being with her in the future was going to be a lot of fun. "I'm not blushing," Camila muttered, clearly in denial, eyes straight ahead. "Just keep your eyes on the road." "No worries, my driving's top-notch." He wasn't bragging - he used to race for fun, even won some competitions. Camila's mind drifted to the night he rescued her from the fishing boat - that moment was so vivid. She still hardly knew anything about who he really was. All she'd heard was that he used to be a big deal in Ashvale, then later ended up becoming part of some super powerful international family. But what he actually did for a living? What kept him so busy every day? She had no clue. And then there were th