Chapter 222

Steve's words totally threw me off—it even kinda shocked me. He always treated me like a little sister, goofing around and stuff, but never crossing the line. Today, though, he pushed it a bit too far.

Ron, just as stunned, turned to me, his gaze a little too intense.

Ignoring him, Steve stepped right in front of me. "Let's go inside."

I shot Ron a quick glance before following Steve. As we were leaving, I noticed Ron looked like he wanted to say something or maybe even stop me.

"Did you say that just to scare away my admirers?" I asked, piecing it together after a moment.

"Yep. That dude's all over the place—not a good vibe," Steve said, his take on Ron making me crack up.

He glanced at me sideways. "I'm serious. I've got a pretty good radar for this stuff. Stay away from him."

"Okay," I said, still smiling.

"No, like, for real. Don't brush it off."

I nodded, more serious this time. "I get it. I wasn't joking. Guys like him aren't my type."

"Oh, really? So, what is your type