"What are you talking about?" I looked at him with disbelief. I'm sure he was just kidding.
"Why, don't you want to have a date with me?" He grinned.
I dreamed. He ran his fingers through his hair. "Of course, not. Don't imitate me like the crazy women who worship you. Don't try your luck on me, Mongreco."
"Ouch, that hurts." I glared at him darkly. A man with such a caliber like him could easily fool any woman. But my case is different. I know what kind of man he is. The typical playboy type. The one who just wants to fuck and leave.
"What is it? Where are we really going? I'm sure mom isn't just asking you to pick her up. You're not a driver."
"We will go to Cebu."
"Cebu!" My eyes widened. "What are we going to do there? You must be kidding me!" I said annoyed and marched away from him. I got my phone to contact my driver. But I just got insulted when he didn't answer that. damn He should be here and not some other person. This is his job!
