“Are tomorrow you going to work, Love?” asked Hannan as he and Dhea were just relaxing in the man's backyard.
Dhea's holiday will end, and she had to go back to work the next day. Meanwhile, Hannan himself doesn't know when he wants to return to Jakarta.
Because he is still reluctant to part with his lover.
“Yes, because my day-off schedule is only one week, not one month," answered Dhea.
“It's quiet at home tomorrow. I’m alone again.”
“When are you going back to Jakarta?”
“Do not know. I just want to move my office here so it won't be far from you.”
Dhea chuckled hearing Hannan's answer, then chose to sit sideways on the man's thigh, with both hands she wrapped around his neck.
“Go to work. I don't like it when my boyfriend is lazy.”
“If I ‘work’ for you, how about it?”
“I’ll do it, here.”
Before Hannan could answer, Dhea had already brought their lips together. Softly crushing while rising slowly.
