"I love its light blue color." Lowering her head, "its captivating."
Letting out a chuckle, "mine shouldn't be captivating, because yours is trapping."
Rolling her eyes, "oh great, there he go again. Complimenting my looks."
"Oh you don't want me to compliment your looks? Then I'll compliment your talents." He tilted his neck with his hands crossed in the front.
Scrunching her brows, "Honey, what talent are you talking about? Oh I get it, you mean my fashionista thing?"
"Nope."
"Then what are you talking about?"
Inching closer, "kisses and sex." He whispered and winked.
Widening her eyes, Bianca threw her hands in her mouth. "Huh?"
Sipping his glass of wine, "of course, you kiss me so well, and it's driving me crazy that I can't do it right now." He winked.
Gritting her teeths, "Justin, you are so shameless, how could you say that?"
"Come on baby, you know that's my favorite part of all. I mean you are to be blame and not me."
"Argh, you will be so dead by the time we get home." Bianca snapped.
"Please spank me when we get home, and don't forget to wear your lace lingerie before that happens." He chuckled.
Covering her mouth, with her eyes wide open, "Justin you are so shameless. How would you be talking about sex when––" picking her ringing phone, "yes, who's this?"
"Bianca, would you pick me from the airport?" Edwin said.
Widening her eyes, "Dad!"
Letting out a chuckle, "hello dear, how–"
"Dad, am coming to pick you up now." She beamed.
"Okay but–"
Hanging up the call, bianca grabbed her bag. "Honey, I'll see you later." She said and stood up.