Chapter 33
“Your grandfather paid for all this?” I asked in a hushed voice while sitting across him at our table in a fancy restaurant with a name I couldn’t even pronounce, but the food made up for the horrendous name.
Gabriel rolled his eyes. “That’s what a gift means, Freckles.”
I blinked, unconvinced. “The timing is just a little suspicious.”
“Why?”
“It’s out of nowhere.”
“No, it isn’t. We never had a honeymoon because we met each other for the first time at the altar, so my grandfather figured two months is enough time for me to get to know you. Hence the out of nowhere honeymoon.”
“Hm.” I dig into my pasta, still not quite convinced, but I had other things on my mind- like how I had fallen in love with the meatballs I was eating, and how no restaurant would be able to replicate it’s taste back at home.
“How many days are we going to be here for?” I asked him. That’s how most conversations between us go, I initiate, he replies.
A few
I raised an eyebrow. “What is a few?”
“Well, we have a jet. We can go back whenever we like.”
“So there’s no return date?”
“Not yet.”
“But you said you had a business dinner on Saturday.”
Gabriel frowned. “When did I say that?”
“To James,” I remind him, “When he invited us over for dinner.”
“Oh that.” A smug expression crosses his face.
My lips part. “You lied!”
“I did nothing of that sort. Gabriel wasn’t too much of a convincing liar when he didn’t want to be.
there
don’t get jealous,
back on my pasta as a comfortable silence spread over
“What’re you wearing?”
and
se that
His
sparkled. “I mean…
glared at him.
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“You wanted me
I do tuck you Nonchalant as ever, he ate.
won’t.” He replied, serious as ever. “One
small but sly smile covered my lips.
to tear it
all
I’d buy
impossible,” I giggled shaking
your wildest kink?” He asked, “A fantasy
I stopped eating and just stared at him, I knew he could tell from my red face it was way more interesting than he earlier thought. Nonetheless, I looked at him pointedly. “Is every question you
know everything else about
“No, you don’t”
comfort
really have a favourite colour, you like them all equally but if you have to choose, you’d choose blue or purple. You listen to slow songs, mostly from Taylor Swift, but your favourite music genre is hip-hop. You binge watch your shows whenever you’re sad. Daisies are your favourite flowers. You miss your parents incredibly, you went to Seoul to connect with their memories. You’re fiercely protective about
all Facebook material.” I mumble,
it Facebook material that you
scowl, “I barely
one thing I didn’t
“Whatever helps you sleep
you. Or actually f*cking you
lips part.
at proving you wrong, which means I have earned
redden, again. “I can’t tell you, I’murmur. It was almost so twisted that I was
me mine and I’ll
a whisper. Of course, I wanted to ask him what his kinks were, his wildest fantasy, but knowing his answers meant giving him mine and I wasn’t ready for that yet. I’m not ready. I’ll tell it to you
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