Chapter 65

Solana's POV

"Your hair is so soft," Jordan commented while he's blow drying my hair. I was drying my hair when he offered to help and I allowed him. I've been watching him through the mirror the whole time. He really looked so serious with what he's doing. I smiled and chewed my bottom lip while watching him. He's just so caring. Should I tell him about my secret now? I don't wanna lie to him anymore.

I heaved a sigh when I remembered what happened to me. I was kicked out from the project. It really hurts. I have so many problems.

"You should smile, Solana," Jordan whispered to my ear after he leaned towards me. "I like your smile."

He squatted beside me and picked a lipstick. He then gently grabbed my jaw and made me face him. He stared at my lips. "Let me do this."

I laughed, causing him to freeze. He stared at me with a creased forehead. "What?"

I grinned. "I feel like you're a beautician."

He frowned and glared at me. "I'm too manly to be a beautician. Look at my large frame. It