Chapter 133

Now that Alexander Barron was this close, his warm breath mingled with his words, making Summer Knight’s ears tickle ever so slightly. A soft blush crept up the side of her face beneath her hair. “Can you... let go of me first?” she murmured, squirming a little. Only then did Alexander reluctantly loosen his grip. But when he noticed her sneaking a quick glance behind him, acting all sneaky, he couldn't help but chuckle quietly. Just as things between the two of them were starting to take a slightly intimate turn, it got cut short. William Frost, clearly annoyed, had to let go of Grace Hill. He opened his mouth to say something, maybe to break the awkward tension, but ended up swallowing his words at the last second. Grace’s face turned bright red. She backed away, flustered. What had gotten into her? How could she have thought William was about to kiss her? Avoiding his gaze entirely, she spotted the haunted house straight ahead and quickly changed the subject. “Hey, Summer, wanna go