CHAPTER 12

CHAPTER 12

When the waiter came back, he is more relaxed and he never glances at Love's face again.

He serves us vegetable salad with Parmesan cheese and bacon before he left.

Love's eyebrows raise when I look back at her. It's like she's been seeing a ghost, she swallowed.

I laugh and she frowns. “You're not a fan of salads.” I stated.

She shook her head and smile. “I eat bacons though.” still smiling. “I'll try to eat this but I'm afraid I can't finish it.”

“If you don't like it, then don't eat it.” I say.

“I'll try.” she then forked the salad. She hesitated for seconds but still put it in her mouth.

Her face is priceless, I can't stop grinning and chuckling.

When she forces to swallow it all, she closed her eyes so hard and making me laugh.

“So, what's the verdict Ms. Guildings”? I asked, smiling at her.

She's drinking her glass of wine like a mad man. “Easy there, Tiger. You might get drunk with that.” I tease.

She put her tongue out to me and I grin. “It's like you didn't see me drinking scotch the night before yesterday.”
I grin. I can't stop it; she's gorgeous when she's carefree. I think I'm beginning to like her even more.

When she saw the main course for this night, she looks at it with excitement and delight. It's cute.

When she first tastes it, her eyes closed not because she didn't like it, but because she like.

“You like it”? I asked.

“Yes, it's really juicy, tasty and delicious.” she replied after she swallowed the food.

“Yeah! I can see that on you. Do you want to meet the Chef”? I asked.

“No, it's okay. It's fully booked today so the Chef might be busy not unless the owner demands him to come.” she laughs softly. I keep silent for seconds and she froze from eating.

“Wait... Do you”? she rumbled.
I raise my eyebrows waiting for her to continue.

She groans. “You own it, do you”? she asks.

I laugh. “Yes, yes.” I replied gaining an eye roll from her.

“That's why! “ She sit’s back.

I laugh at her. “That's why what”? I asked curiously.

“That's why the manager himself assists us. I thought he's like that to all the customers. “ She groans and I grin at her. She's amazing.
We ate, chat together and when we're finished eating we stood up and I lead her to my office.

“You are definitely the owner.” shaking her head.

“You don't believe me a while ago”? I asked facing her.

“I do, but there is ---” she pause. “Oh. My. Holy. Wow!” she said and I laugh. She's looking at my glass sliding door, towards the beach.


And then I got shock at the next thing she does. She steps away from her shoes and ran towards the sand. She's laughing. “C'mon!” she shouted, laughing.

I didn't hesitate; I just got my suit off and ran towards her.

Her hands are on the air and shouting. “Whoooooo! “ Waiving her hands and wiggling her shoes. I bring out my phone and take pictures of her.
Snap.
Snap.
Snap.

When she heard it. She smiled and I snap again. She posed for me and laughs again.

“Oh! Gimme that!” she snatched my phone and slap my arms. “Your turn gorgeous.” she said and I smirk.

“One minute you're slapping me and now you're calling me gorgeous”? I said, making it sure to smirk.

“It's called mood swing.” she then chuckled and snap pictures of me.
She laughs hysterically when I do the poses she made.

“Oh my gosh!” still laughing her heads off. “Enough...of..that.” she added breathlessly.

We sat on the sand. “This is the best day ever after the horrible events I just encountered.” she sighed and look up the moon.

“What events”? I asked, pretending.
“You don't wanna know.” she replied while playing with the sand.

“Okay, I won't brag about it.” I said, smiling. She looks at me and mouthed thank you.


Love POV

There are times in life that you need to pretend, not because you need to lie but because you just choose to ignore the facts. For your own good.

We just stayed there, listen at the the waves, play with sand like it’s an hour glass.

Then I look at him smiling. “Do you want to build a snowman”? I sang and he chuckled.

“You sound like the little girl on the movie. But there's no snow.” He replied, grinning.

Copying the little girl's voice, I say. “Because I'm her.”

He laughs whole heartedly and I smile. “In all seriousness, I want to build a snowman out of this.” I said, handling him the sand. He laughed.
Emerson collects sand with his hands and makes it a ball shape. She adds sand again to make it bigger and again and again. It's now the size of a platter. I grin.

“Someone wants to create a Sandman.” I teased.

“Sandman? Is that one of Superman's enemy”? he asked seriously.

“Are you kidding me”?

“Well”?

I laugh hard. “That was Spiderman's”

He shrugs and grins. “I know, I was just messing around, trying to make you laugh.” I smile.

“Ha. Ha. Ha. Funny.” I held out my tongue on him.

He smirks at me and the next thing I know he's on top of me, tickling.” Funny huh”? he held up my two hands using his one hand.

I shake away, trying to escape him but he's too strong. “Oh! Very nice underarms, no hair. You waxed It.” he laughs.

I feel the heat rise on my face. “For your information mister, I wax regularly.”

He smirks. “I bet you are.”

He resumes tickling me until I was out of breath.
I am so breathless.

“You know”? I said.

“What”? he asked

“It's really awkward.” I said turning away from him.

“What's awkward”? he asked.

“Our position.” That's when I see for the first time that this man can blush too. I laugh and he fixes himself.

“What's funny”? he asked smirking.

“You blushed, that's a first.” I said making him blush once again, but this time we laugh and he just shakes his head.

We stayed there for a little while and he drove me home. I remember him opening the car door for me. I mean, Sebastian only did it once for me and that's because my Mom's in the drive way.

He held my hand and kisses it like what gentlemen do. I feel like we were surrounded by fire. The tension between is so impeccable. “Goodnight, Love.” he sounds like my name's a kind of endearments.

“Good night, Emerson.” then I push my apartment door not looking back. I heard the elevator ding and that I know he left. I sigh.

“Relieve that I left? “ I was taken a back and look back at him. I was so shocked he didn't move from that place.

I swallowed. “I thought you took the lift.” I said, shrugging.

“I didn't, figure to wait until you lock your door.” he said, smiling.
“Oh, that's so thoughtful of you.”

I smiled.
He can be so sweet.

“Whatever.” he chuckled and I entered my apartment and made it sure to lock the door. “You can now leave Emerson.” I shouted, laughing. I swear, I heard him chuckled.