One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 155: Martin

"Good morning, beautiful,"

"Hmm... Good morning," A grin plastered on my face the moment I opened my apartment door and saw Luke waiting for me outside. "Should I respond good morning handsome too?" I asked as I bit my lower lip to suppress the wider grin that wanted to stretch out. He then chuckled taking my hand and a step closer to me.

"You don't have to, but thanks for considering how handsome I am, sweetheart."

I rolled my eyes as I giggled.

"How I wish to see you more every day, every waking hour, and every minute for the rest of my life." He kissed me on the forehead.

"Then you will have to work hard on that, Mr. Williams."

"I know, but as I remember I already started last night, didn't I?" I just raised an eyebrow when he flashed me a wicked grin.

"Aren't you going to work?" I asked to change the subject as what we did last night came to my head.

"Yeah, I am, but first I want to drop you off at work and I'll be doing that starting now. I will also wait for you when you go out, how's that?"

Even though I've already heard those lines from some romantic movies and read from my favorite romance books before, they still excite me as it's the first time I have heard them from him.

"Alright, you can do that, well except for those times when my friends invited me for some girl nights out, you know," I emphasized the words night out as I started walking towards the stairs leading down to the first floor.

"Night outs?" He repeated with a slight frown as he kept with my pace.

"Yup!" I nodded, suppressing my smile.

"You mean to say clubbing--- date nights with the girls?"

"Uhuh... and I forgot..." I paused. "We sometimes have meetings and unexpected gatherings."

"With the girls?"

"Nope," I stopped to look at him. "It's about business meetings with our business friends and clients."

"Ohh... Okay," He nodded with a smile before taking my hand and lazily walking towards where his car was parked.

"So, would that be okay?"

"Hmhm..." He hummed as an answer.

"What about the night outs, shopping, and the getaways?"

He stopped from opening the passenger side and turned to me with a smile.

"Sam, of course, it's okay," he then cupped my face and said seriously, "You don't have to tell me all the things you do every day or the things you plan to do for the next day. I completely understand. It's not because I don't want to hear them or I don't want to know where you are, but because I love you and I trust you. And I don't want to put pressure on you or on what we have right now. I have been waiting for you for so long and I would never want this relationship to fail just because you are pressured to say all the things you wanted to do. So if you're asking me if it's okay to go out with your friends, of course, it's okay."

Hearing his long speech made me smile and urge me to give him a quick kiss on the lips.

"Whoa! And what was that for?" He asked, chuckling.

telling me that you trust me and let's just say that it's my way

laughed at me. A kind of laugh that almost made

appreciating. Don't worry, sweetheart, I promise to give a

"By the way, when you said that I don't have to inform you about everything I do, does that mean I should expect the same thing from you? I mean, you won't also inform me of your whereabouts?" "No," he shook his head. "My case is different, sweetheart, because I would love to tell you everything that happens to me every day, the places I go, the meetings I have attended, and the people I meet. I want you to

for a few seconds as I

that means I will become unfair

continued what he was saying while I was fastening my seatbelt. "It's still up to you if you want to tell me the things you do, but just like what I

struggling in my seat, he took the end of

ask sweetheart, if it's okay."

is it?" I asked as I straightened my

ever there

"What do you mean?"

inform me if

at him. "And may I know why

how he took a long sigh before he answered my

"Just please tell me,"

don't tell me you're

that I'm jealous, I just want

only have a very few guy friends here. Most of them are our employees, second is

"Yup,"

at the counter and flirted with you a few days

mouth hung open at what he

Martin who asked you to dance and

"Wait---"

saying he is your friend but the truth is that he likes

"Oh, wow!"

the only Martin I knew in my whole life who kept visiting you at the

my goodness!'- I exclaimed inside my head as

talking about

yes, the

the Martin

the same but---" I haven't

yet when he

"I don't like him!"

AQUMS

with a frown painted on my forehead. "But he's a

trust him!" He

"Oh, my..."

I don't think I

of

answer my question. He just has his eyes on the steering

on the corner of my lips as an idea appeared in

him and you don't trust him

eyes widened but I just

I right,

"Whoa! Of course, not!"

raised my eyebrow again as I tried not to laugh at his