“Did you start liking Cross in your years together?” I ask instead of responding to Chelsea’s question.

She smiles. “If you see Cross’s face, you’ll fall in-love with him before you even get to spend time with him.”

“Then why haven’t I seen it?” I turn around to regard the girl better. “I mean, this is not the rural areas anymore. He—”

“He’s just feeling a bit insecure now. You’ll have to pardon him. Before the issue with the rural, he already hid his face to ...