59-Nothing Beautiful Without Him

Sarah pov

I took the last bite of my pancake dipped in syrup and wiped my mouth. It was a small café where Kevin brought me for the breakfast.

The place was secluded with hardly two or three waitresses serving around.

“On weekends, this place usually swarms with teenagers. It’s quite economical for them to bring their dates here.” He remarked.

“Strange.” I shrugged, “I never visited this place. It’s so close to our home.” I said leaning back in my seat. He smiled at that.

He was still eating his third serving of waffles with vanilla ice cream. It was odd because I never saw anyone having ice cream for breakfast.

“You did not notice it because it’s a small setup. Much lower than your status.” I thought he was insulting me, but he seemed serious, busy in gulping that stuff down his throat.

“Coffee?” He asked me and I nodded at once, “So, how are you planning to find out about the girl, Sarah?”

“I don’t know. Maybe go out and talk to the Ice cream Heaven owner who is usually there at night shifts.”

“Hmm.” He got back picking up his coffee cup.

“How can someone eat ice cream early morning?” I asked him before I could stop myself.

“That’s why I am drinking this hot coffee. To melt down the ice cream in my tummy. Ha–ha.” When I did not respond to the absurd joke, his face got serious, “Sorry. Bad joke.”

Gosh! I did not know how Justin managed his company. The man did not have any sense of humor.

done, he paid the bill,

Ice

his hip pocket.

“After midnight. Why?”

When you get ready just wait for me. We will go together.” Him listening to me over breakfast was

further was something I was

picked up my purse, “I

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Ashley Walters pov

done by the locals, Mr. Deluca. No need to worry about anything. However, if the snake had been carrying venom then

worried face while Justin seemed unhappy. Ever since I stepped

went out to see him off, leaving me alone

smile. He

just felt like a slight stinging sensation.” I

don’t know anything about

actually…” I didn’t know what to tell him, “I just

on the edge of the bed he took me in his arms and kissed my

lying. Guess, it was

mean I thought… you might want to do it again… in the morning.” When he frowned at my absurd explanation, I spoke quickly, “I mean, I know you are caring and all. But after last night… it hurt so much down there… I just wanted to go out to avoid the chance of …” I went quiet

to make me look up, “Look into my eyes when you talk to

out.” After telling him that, I again looked down. This morning all of it looked so reasonable but right now while telling him all this, it felt like I was making him

taking your consent on every minor thing would attack

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