"What are you saying Aiden? I should date you," Kim asked bewildered by what Aiden had just said.
"Like I think you are fucking joking and I really can't understand why." "We met here for serious talks and to sort things out, so why try scatter what we are trying to understand and build here," she talked angrily that he was playing with her feelings.
"And I am not joking," he replied smirking.
"Geez, I don't think this can ever work anyways," she said and picked her bag walking out of the restaurant immediately.
"Why did you ask?" Ximena asked looking at him but he said nothing and faced what he was doing leaving her a bit confused.
"Anyways, we are having lunch together," she said and brought out her laptop. She was designing some magazine logo she thought of. Everywhere was cold but that would be cool with a cup of coffee.
Gina bought chocolates on her way to school and chewed on it as she walked elegantly to class.
"How many more dates do you have to turn down Gina?" She mumbled asking herself.
"Should i just go for all of them?"
Dylan had always been a pain in the neck but what he said the previous night was total gibberish.
"He wants to date again?" "Men are animals," she spat at the thought of it again and again.
"How could he tell you that? I mean after all the useless thoughtless things that mother fucker said to you, now he come say he was jealous and that he wants you back," Kim blew angrily.
"Anyways how's it going with your new boyfriend Gina asked.
"It's just been 72 hours since we started going out so I don't know yet, but he looks sweet and cool," Kim replied smiling.
"And here he comes," Ximena murmured as the nerdy guy appeared from far walking towards their table.
"Hi, ladies," he said nervously and then Kim stood up and picked her bag.
"Alright girls, see you later," she said and left with him.
Gina and Ximena spent more time together and after few drinks and talks, and then went home after everything.
Gina changed outfits since one of her friends invited her for her boyfriends birthday party, she had no reason not to go. Dressed in a strapless body fitted black gown and white wedged boots, she stepped out looking gorgeous and drove to the party. It started softly and soon there was a dance. A fast ballet. It started good, with Gina loving every part of it until her dance partner switched partners and there she was, dancing with Ashton. Ashton?
"First of all, he wouldn't come to this kind of party and what is he doing here?"
"OMG, this isn't right."
But still they couldn't ruin the dance with their personal turf and the whole thing was perfect.
Immediately, Gina left the dance floor and went to sit ordering a bottle of wine. She gulped everything to the last drop and ordered for more shots of vodka martini.
Ximena worked on her painting as she thought in her mind, bryan's face came to her mind as she thought of his beautiful eyes and diverted her paintings immediately. It was a painting of his face.
"What is wrong with me?"
The next day Gina woke up certainly not in her room feeling so hungover from the wife range of drinks she had taken and still dressed in her clothes.
"Thank goodness," she murmured.
Everywhere wreaked of alcohol as she groaned and made to stand up.
"Where am I?" She asked herself totally clueless about the location. And then, she stood up and checked around.
it was a fucking penthouse.
"Sweet Jesus, who owns this."
And there was Ashton who walked out of the kitchen with a glass of wine in his hand and a stick of cigarette.
"You awake?" he asked dropping the glass of wine on the table.
"Yeah," she answered totally confused of the whole situation.
"We didn't have?..."
"No, we didn't," he answered and then she heaved a sign of relief.
"You were drunk and wouldn't stop clinging so, I brought you here," he said again.
Not ready for any discussions she talked quickly as she picked up her stuffs and phone.
"I am sorry for causing this inconvenience and thanks for bringing me to safety," she said and then walked towards the door.
"Too much alcohol without real food will ruin your health, and also too much smoke," she said finally and walked downstairs to the main door as she gave the luxurious house a last glance before she left. He already called a taxi.
Damnit Ashton groaned as she left.
"Why does she care?'