Property (Cameron Dallas)

Chapter 3

I walk in and he's lying on his bed looking at me.

"Hey babe, came to get your stuff?" He asks.

"Yeah it's almost midnight and I told my mom I'd be back before then," I say.

He hands me my stuff and I slide on my shorts and top.

"Do you really have to leave?" He asks.

"Sadly yes," I reply.

"Oh." He says. He looks like he is really sad.

"Where's Lola stuff?" I ask.

"Oh yeah, she left earlier,"

"What!!!" I yell. "She was my freakin' ride."

"I think she was drunk and forgot about you." He says

"Well looks like I'm walking or I won't make it home in time," I say.

I turn and head for the door before he scurries to the door and blocks it.

"Come on Chase. I really have to go. Please let me by?" I beg.

"You can't leave!" he says.

"Why?" I ask.

"You could be killed or stolen."

"How am I going to get home then?"

"I could take you."

"Really!"

"Sure let me grab my keys."

I let out a sigh of relief. I won't have to walk and I could make it home on time.

We go to the garage. He walks to a black 2015 Camaro. I walk over to the passenger side of the car to open the door.

"Wait!" He shouts.

"What?" I ask.

He walks over to my side and opens the door.

"What type of man would I be if I didn't open a door for a lady?" He asks.

I roll my eyes. He really did all that just to open a door. I get in the car. It is a pretty nice ride.

I relax in the seat. I put on my seatbelt and almost fall asleep. It was way past my bedtime. He ask me my address, and he types it in the GPS. We ride in silence majority of the way.

Chase decides to break the silence and asks,"Did you enjoy the party?"

"It was great," I say.

"Oh that's nice," he says.

Out of nowhere he asks,"Would you consider dating older guys?"

I was lost for words. I was surprised by how frank he was being. This guy was basically asking me would I date him.

"What do you mean by older," I reply with a smirk.

"Like would you date someone a few years older than you?" He asks.

I knew what he was asking. So I decided to answer his real question.

"Chase of course I would consider dating you." I say smiling.

"Really?!" He ask with excitement.

"Yes, you seem like a really nice guy," I reply.

"Well can this really nice guy get your number?" He asks with a smirk. He passes me his phone. I type in my number and pass it back to him.

A few minutes later we pull up in my driveway.

"Thanks for the ride," I say.

"A kiss would be a better thank you,"
he says with a smug grin.
He turns and points to his cheek.