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chuckled at her verbal expressions. She was literally adorable. Actually she was no less than a little kid, amusing as ever.
"She did?" I joined in, acting like a child myself. I was enjoying this.
"Yes. And she wants me to get committed with er... Will."
All my humor vaporized with this last sentence.
I tensed at the mention of her friend dating her."Will?"
"Wilson Kenston."
I remembered meeting a guy with the same name in one of the parties exclusively held for dad’s special guests. Wilson Kenston was…. The heir of Kenston’s hotels and resorts, or maybe not.. he might be someone else.
"Why would she want that?" I frowned.
"She thinks I'll be happy if I get into a relationship. And this Will guy, he acts like he's totally in love with me."
"Really?"
"You think I'm lying?"
"No. I think you are speaking the truth."
"Of course. You know this Will... he is a millionaire. But he looks awkward when he pleads."
I guessed it right. I did meet this guy and he was HANDSOME, not that I was happy to know that our preferences matched.
"Everything is fair in love I suppose." I note with a hell lot of interest that her revelation was making me jealous.
She ran to keep pace with my long dugs. It looked funny when she tried to match it with her short legs. "Even the begging?"
"Everything."
"Have you ever begged?"
Whoa.. This element of surprising me was never too far.
"No. I have got everything I need."
"Yes.. I can see that. Rolls Royce, Revento, Daniel Roth and Girard Perregaux Opera Three Musical Hours Watch that you're wearing... It is obvious."
I grinned at her with raised eyebrows. "Looks like someone is getting jealous huh?"
Her eyes widened at my comment and she shook her head pretty hard."Why would I? I can afford a scarpa approach shoe. See?" She pointed at her feet.
I nodded and laughed at her innocence.
This walking stuff was pretty much annoying. I felt very tired of walking even with her next to me. Tired of walking, not her endless chattering. She was my little chatterbox. My baby.
"Oh.. Where were we? Yes... your clothes and toiletries."
I glared down at her tiny little figure. "Do you want me to go back?" I demanded.
Instead of being intimidated, like the other girls should have, she looked at me in the eyes and tilted her head. I stopped on my tracks.
"Why are you so brand conscious?" She asked.
I rolled my eyes and failed horribly. "What do you expect a billionaire to be like?"
"Like you." She smiled and started walking. I followed her, silent as usual. “By the way the dress you gifted is one of the most beautiful dresses I have."
"It is the only beautiful dress you have." I snickered. Seriously, I never checked her wardrobe, but the way she dressed herself for the college or for the hangouts, her clothes seemed to be very… casual.
"What?" she whirled around to face me, totally appalled. "Isn't this one beautiful?"
"Do you want me to lie?"
"No. Walk straight." She slowed her pace down and within a few seconds she was following me instead of the other way round.
She broke her own record by not speaking anything for the next ten minutes.
I looked back at her with concern and she looked away like she did when we were bickering over her heels.
"Oceana, are you talking?"
"No." She responded. Thank god she said something. I was literally dying to hear her voice. This girl has definitely got me crazy.
"Is that Will still after you?"
"Yes. And shut up."
"Do you like him?"
"No."
"Do you like someone?"
"I don't know."
"Do you like me?" I smiled, expectations pouring down from every bit of my body.
She gave me an uneven smirk. "Do you want me to lie?"
She doesn’t like me. "No."
"Good."
We were almost near the brook. It was just the matter of nearly fifty meters. She was still behind. I decided to let her walk at the pace she wanted to. She was invincible. I felt something tickle against my neck, it must be her for sure.
"What are you doing?" I buttoned my
"She did?" I joined in, acting like a child myself. I was enjoying this.
"Yes. And she wants me to get committed with er... Will."
All my humor vaporized with this last sentence.
I tensed at the mention of her friend dating her."Will?"
"Wilson Kenston."
I remembered meeting a guy with the same name in one of the parties exclusively held for dad’s special guests. Wilson Kenston was…. The heir of Kenston’s hotels and resorts, or maybe not.. he might be someone else.
"Why would she want that?" I frowned.
"She thinks I'll be happy if I get into a relationship. And this Will guy, he acts like he's totally in love with me."
"Really?"
"You think I'm lying?"
"No. I think you are speaking the truth."
"Of course. You know this Will... he is a millionaire. But he looks awkward when he pleads."
I guessed it right. I did meet this guy and he was HANDSOME, not that I was happy to know that our preferences matched.
"Everything is fair in love I suppose." I note with a hell lot of interest that her revelation was making me jealous.
She ran to keep pace with my long dugs. It looked funny when she tried to match it with her short legs. "Even the begging?"
"Everything."
"Have you ever begged?"
Whoa.. This element of surprising me was never too far.
"No. I have got everything I need."
"Yes.. I can see that. Rolls Royce, Revento, Daniel Roth and Girard Perregaux Opera Three Musical Hours Watch that you're wearing... It is obvious."
I grinned at her with raised eyebrows. "Looks like someone is getting jealous huh?"
Her eyes widened at my comment and she shook her head pretty hard."Why would I? I can afford a scarpa approach shoe. See?" She pointed at her feet.
I nodded and laughed at her innocence.
This walking stuff was pretty much annoying. I felt very tired of walking even with her next to me. Tired of walking, not her endless chattering. She was my little chatterbox. My baby.
"Oh.. Where were we? Yes... your clothes and toiletries."
I glared down at her tiny little figure. "Do you want me to go back?" I demanded.
Instead of being intimidated, like the other girls should have, she looked at me in the eyes and tilted her head. I stopped on my tracks.
"Why are you so brand conscious?" She asked.
I rolled my eyes and failed horribly. "What do you expect a billionaire to be like?"
"Like you." She smiled and started walking. I followed her, silent as usual. “By the way the dress you gifted is one of the most beautiful dresses I have."
"It is the only beautiful dress you have." I snickered. Seriously, I never checked her wardrobe, but the way she dressed herself for the college or for the hangouts, her clothes seemed to be very… casual.
"What?" she whirled around to face me, totally appalled. "Isn't this one beautiful?"
"Do you want me to lie?"
"No. Walk straight." She slowed her pace down and within a few seconds she was following me instead of the other way round.
She broke her own record by not speaking anything for the next ten minutes.
I looked back at her with concern and she looked away like she did when we were bickering over her heels.
"Oceana, are you talking?"
"No." She responded. Thank god she said something. I was literally dying to hear her voice. This girl has definitely got me crazy.
"Is that Will still after you?"
"Yes. And shut up."
"Do you like him?"
"No."
"Do you like someone?"
"I don't know."
"Do you like me?" I smiled, expectations pouring down from every bit of my body.
She gave me an uneven smirk. "Do you want me to lie?"
She doesn’t like me. "No."
"Good."
We were almost near the brook. It was just the matter of nearly fifty meters. She was still behind. I decided to let her walk at the pace she wanted to. She was invincible. I felt something tickle against my neck, it must be her for sure.
"What are you doing?" I buttoned my
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