His face turned sour when his eyes dropped to Reilan's hand on my waist. But later still smiled. He doesn't really seem to get it all. Too slow.
"You have a job? What?"
I'm almost in agony. So persistent, huh?
"Excuse us, we're in a hurry," he said and guided me out of the mansion.
"Your admirers are really aggressive. Whether it was then or now, it's still the same." He opened the car's door for me. We used my car because he didn't bring a car when he pretended to be a plumber.
"I don't care about them," he said after settling himself on the driver's seat. He's half-smiling. "Why, are you jealous?"
"I'm not."
"Really?" His smile grew bigger.
"No way."
"Don't worry, I won't trade you for anyone. Because I love you so much, I can't turn to anyone else. Maybe you made me drink a love potion years ago, that's why I'm so crazy over you."
