Chapter Forty-Eight

I start shoving him. "Enzo, not again!"

"Calm down, I'm not going to kiss you. You don't have to be afraid. You already told me you aren't attracted to me." He takes a step back, but is still holding my arms. "My intuition failed me for the first time ever. For that, I'll apologize. I'm sorry, Chiara. I didn't mean to touch you without your consent. I'm not that kind of man."

I'm taken aback by the sincerity in his words I find myself wondering if perhaps this is some kind of game he's trying to okay, but he looks sincere enough. "What are you up to? I don't believe you. Nothing you ever say is sincere."

"Well, it's the truth. I was reading the signs wrong this entire time. I thought you were attracted to me. I thought you were playing hard to get." He scoffs and looks away. "Judging by the way you reacted whenever I kissed you, I could've sworn that we were on the same wavelength. But a man makes mistakes, after all."

Ugh, he's too cocky for his own good. We're not going to get into