Chapter Two Hundred-One

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED-ONE

*"I would rather eat you than eat a brunch"*

After having a quick shower with Drake waiting in the living room, she padded to the living room with her robe on.

He was so engrossed in the magazine he was reading that he didn't notice her presence at first.

"Ahem!" she cleared her throat, startling him. He didn't look surprised. On the contrary, he looked entertained.

Her cheeks heated as she remembered what she was wearing.

She covered the exposed V-neck shape of her robe and glared at him pointedly.

"What's you looking at, you pervert!" she squealed.

He held up his hand in defence.

" I didn't even look at first until you made it obvious."

She scoffed.

"Well, why don't go out and have a great look at the African women? They certainly have the looks I must say. Perfect match for a womanizer like you." she scowled at him.

Drake couldn't help but cackle.

"You don't mean that do you?" He sneered, grating her nerves.

"Of course, I don't! Why would I bother? You are