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Chapter 7 With thoughts of gossip and rumors and his old school pushed out in favor of the gorgeous night around them, Chase felt the tension seep out of his shoulders. Trevor had to know something was wrong, but luckily, he wasn’t pushing it. Though Chase would have to tell him sometime. But not tonight. It was too perfect to ruin with all that bullshit. He inhaled deeply and let it rush out from his lips, along with the last of the frustration that always came when thinking about that. “So where are you taking me? Aside from the ideal murdering grounds?” Trevor huffed with amusement. “If you think I’m taking you to murdering grounds, then you’re going to love this next thing: we’re heading off this trail after we go over the bridge.” Chase probably should have been a little concern