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f**k! What he did was hot! Omg, I better stop this! His long black hair is just as beautiful as his eyes.
He do sure gives that 'bad boy look' though. I don't know him, i just met the guy for god's sake and I'm here stressing myself out about his looks.
Those nicely comb eyebrows, kissable lips, and a very shiny hair. Ah f**k, I better stop admiring him, for I'm sure this marriage is also killing him inside.
I stepped on the pedal reaching the speed of 80, when I saw a black Ducati catching up with me. THE f**k DOES HE WANT?
The guy riding the Ducati is wearing a leather jacket and a black slacks with a closed helmet, a hindrance for me to see the guy's face. But who the f**k wears a slack while riding??
I feel Insulted whenever someone is at the same pace as me.
I ignored the guy and left him as I increase my speed, I smiled at my self when I didn't see him catch up. I saw a stop light which led me to slow my pace. I felt my phone vibrates, and I didn't answer the unknown caller.
I'm still waiting for the greenlight to appear, and the guy on the motorcycle finally catched up with me. He motioned his hand telling me to roll down my window, but I didn't. I don't entertain creeps. Instead, I raised my middle finger to him and stuck my tongue out.
I felt my phone vibrates again and I saw the guy pointing his phone too as if telling me to answer the call, and I did.
"Who's this?" I blurted out.
"Clarissa..." I felt myself stiffened as I heard the familiar voice. I instantly rolled down my window.
"What do you want?" I shouted at his direction, he opened the glass of his helmet, and revealed the very sweaty Zachary.
"Clarissa... I've never driven that fast in my entire life..." I heard him breath in-between words. "You're such a trouble" he said still trying to catch his breathe. f**k, he looks so hot.
I just bit my lip, not knowing what else to say. I saw the greenlight, "follow me, and for your own sake, Drive slow!" He hissed.
How dare he? I don't listen to nobody!
I saw him drive off, I don't know why, but I followed him. What happened to I don't listen to nobody, Clarissa? I wanna slap myself.
After about 10 minutes of drive, I guess he finally reached his destination as I saw him park his motorcycle under the shade of a tree. He led us somewhere quiet, I roamed my eyes around the place finding some exit incase he murder me. I'm just being cautious 'cause I don't wanna get killed.
There's a lake that I can reach within few steps. After taking a lot of deep breaths, I finally step outside my car.
I saw him removed his jacket, gloves, and lastly his helmet. His messy hair is everywhere on his face and I wanna tuck it on his ear to get a clear view of his gorgeous face. He only have his white-long sleeve inner clothe that hugs his biceps. Ooppss, I'm noticing so much things.
I closed my eyes with my own thoughts, f**k, sometimes I'm so honest. He's honestly hot
"My, my, my... Princess, you're gonna lead us to death with your driving skills, I must say I'm very impressed."
He says, that made me feel so shy
His voice is something I can't hate, that even though he's an ass right now, I can't hate him.
He pulled something from his pocket and then I saw him tie his hair in a loose ponytail just enough to keep it away from his face. What a sight to see.
"Liking the view?" He winked.
Very much so... But no way I'm gonna admit it.
"So... Why'd you bring me here?" I followed him as he approached the lake. "I wanted to know you better than just humors."
Ah I guess he already heard a lot about me being a pain in the ass.
"But looks like you have different plan driving 120 kph." He sat to one of the bench chairs facing the lake.
"That's my usual speed, I didn't know you're a slow driver." I scoffed.
I rest my shoulder to one of the trees, also facing him as I cross my arms.
"Sit beside me, I don't bite." He chuckled. His chest are still going up and down.
Instead of doing as he says, I walk back to my car to grab something.
I tossed him a bottle of water which I always keep in my car. "Drink that, looks like you're so close to dying."
"I'll drink this if you sit beside me." He smiled, I don't know why, but he's not as bad as I thought him to be. He's not a creep who have this hidden agenda, or so I thought.
I sat at the farthest right as he's on the left, my action made him smile even more.
He's so attractive I bet he has break a lot of heart.
"I just broke a few heart, Clarissa. What about you?" His question made me cough.
Fuck, I said it out loud? Don't look too shock, Clarissa! I told myself.
"I didn't have a chance to break a heart, but I have broke a lot of bones." with a full pride, I said.
"I heard." He shrugged.
"Oh, what else have you heard about me, Mr Mulliken?" I playfully asked.
"You tell me what you heard about me first." He said looking into my eyes and he tuck a single hair to his ear. I looked away. I can't stand him. Those eyes! it's hypnotizing me.
"I don't even know you." I honestly said and rested my back to the chair. This is so peaceful, all I can hear is birds chirping and the silent breaths that we make.
"You really don't?" As though not believing me, he asked, again.
"Honestly, no. The first time I ever saw you was at Mike's restaurant."
I mean—you're not that relevant.
"That's good, now I can introduce myself as me, And not as somebody that the media portrays." He grinned like a child.
"Hmmm sure." Is all I replied.
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