Keira’s POV

Clint asked to take me to his house after our eventful date. I didn't mind spending more time with him, so I agreed with it instantly.

Our conversation for the rest of the evening consisted of almost everything as we drove home. We ate, talked, and ordered dessert. It was fun, and by the end of the night, I might have developed a huge crush on Clint.

He was the perfect gentleman, always making sure I was happy with everything we indulged in. He complimented me, held my ...