Who was that girl?"
"Which girl?"
"The one i met in the bar"
"Ohh,her,she is a clingy girl" Blake answered.
"Clingy to who? You?" Abigail asked worried.
"No,not me,Vincent"
They were in a fancy looking restaurant,eating together.
"Vincent is an handsome man,i can't blame her. Also,he is more handsome real life than in the photograph you shew me" Abigail said.
"I intentionally shew you that photograph"
"Why? I did say he was handsome but,i didn't say he was more handsome than you are" Abigail said in a soothing tone.
"So,i am more handsome than he is?" Blake clarified.
"No,he is handsome,you are cute and i like cute guys,not handsome ones" Abigail said sheepishly.
"Is there any difference?" Blake murmured pouting.
"Yes,there is. Vincent is handsome and bold but you are cute and act like a baby" Abigail explained making Blake smile with contentment.
"You know,it's cute knowing that you show only me that smile" She said smiling at him.
"Back to the girl,did she know him?" Abigail asked again curiously.
"No,she was just attracted to an handsome face. We took her to the bar,hoping she would be suitable for a party wife but,probably not" Blake explained.
"Party wife?"
"Yes,there is this party he has to go to instead of his dad and he has to go with a partner"
"He is probably under a lot of pressure since his dad has gone now"
"Yeah but,he is the head of the company now,he has to find a way to deal with it"
Blake said deep in thought.
After a short while,he snapped out of his daze and said;
"Bae,it's getting dark,let me give you a ride home"
"Okay,let's go" Abigail said as she took her handbag and they went out together.
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The next morning;
Princess woke up on a large sized bed. She looked around and noticed that she was in an hotel room,she sat up and tried to remember the previous night.
After rubbing and squeezing her head,she finally remembered.
"Ohh,he brought me here,that handsome guy"
And then she began to shriek in excitement as she hit her hands on the mattress.
She took a shower,dressed up and headed out of the room.
She went to the reception and spoke with the receptionist.
"Goodday mam,how was your stay?" The receptionist asked.
"What about the man that brought me here?"
"He didn't stay here,mam,he came and went with the other woman"
"Which other woman?"
"I don't know,mam"
"How did she look like?"
"I don't know,mam"
"How would you not know? Are you not supposed to keep track of people going in and out?" Princess complained.
"It's not her fault that you were dead drunk yesternight" A lady said as she walked into the hotel reception.