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Chapter Four

You’re pinned against the passenger door of the car and starting to panic as you try to push him away from you. You finally find the door handle and push the door open. You fall to your back, hitting the ground hard.

Fuck!

When you look up, you see Brian crawling out of your side of the car after you, and in a split second he is being pulled back through to the other side of the car and to the ground.

You raise up to see what is going on, but all you can see is someone on top of Brian beating the crap out of him. You bring yourself to your feet and make your way around the car to get a better look. Once you get there, you are thrown back when you see that it’s Chase beating the crap out of Brian.

Chase! Oh my god. Where the hell did he come from?

You try to yell out to him to get his attention, but he’s flooded with rage and doesn’t hear you. You run over to him and grab his fist as it’s in the air, and he looks back at you.

“Chase!”

He stops and looks at you, with anger flooding his eyes.

“It’s not worth it. He’s not worth it. Just take me home. Please?”

Chase gets up from Brian. Dusting himself off, he looks down at Brian and says, “Don’t you ever come near her again. If you do the next time, you’ll be in the hospital. Do you understand?”

Brian lays there on the ground, groaning and nodding his head, barely able to move. Chase turns and guides you back to his car. Once you both get in the car, Chase starts lecturing you, “I swear if I even see him look your way, he’s done! Why would you even go out with that douchebag? Come on, Alex. You can do so much better…”

While he’s yelling at you, Chase looks over at you and then falls quiet when he sees how shaken up you are. Your head is down looking at the floorboard of the car. You’re still reeling in what just happened, trying to make sense of it all.

I can’t believe that just happened. Brian. And then Chase. Thank God he showed up when he did. How could I let this happen?

He stops and lifts your chin up and looks at you with his crisp blue eyes and asks, “Are you okay?”

As you wipe the tears falling from your eyes, you pull yourself together and say, “Yeah, I’ll be fine… Thanks for…you know…back there.”

Looking at you with worry in his caring eyes, he replies, “I’ve always got your back, Alex. I’m just sorry I didn’t find you sooner.”

Suddenly confused, you ask, “Find me? What do you mean find me? You were out looking for me?”

Your heart flutters with hope at the thought of Chase showing you that he cares for you as more than just Nick’s little sister.

“Yeah, Nick told me you were on a date with that idiot, and I had a bad feeling. So I came to see if everything was okay and to make sure you got home safe.”

Shocked at what you’re hearing, you ask, “How did you even know where I was?”

“Let’s just say that your pal Brian is a creature of habit. I made it to the party just as the two of you were leaving, so I followed you to make sure.”

“Well, thank you… It seems like you’re always rescuing me.”

“I guess you can say that I’m used to it by now.”

He gives you that gorgeous smile, and you get goose bumps up your arms and butterflies in your stomach. The two of you sit there in comfortable silence as you make it back to your dorm.

“Thanks again, Chase”

As you go to get out of the car, he grabs your arm, sending chills up your spine. You look over at him as a lump forms in your throat, and he says, “Hey, the grand opening to the club is in a few weeks. You’re coming, right?”

You smile, trying not to show how excited his touch makes you.

“Well, I guess I kind of owe you now. So…yeah, I’ll be there.”

He laughs a low chuckle and says, “Good. It’s a date.”

You jokingly roll your eyes at him as you get out of the car and start making your way up to your room. As you go up the stairs, you keep replaying what he said in your head: It’s a date… He wasn’t being serious…or was he?

You finally make it to your room, still pondering over those words: “It’s a date.” You change out of your dress and into the shirt that Chase gave you, back in high school when you spilled punch all over yourself at a friend’s birthday. He has always had your back. You settle in for bed and then drift off to sleep…