Drey Laxamana’s P.O.V. “My parents want to throw a night party even though it’s not really necessary.” Aris lightly scratched his head. I must admit that he looked so cute when his smile showed a hue of slight shyness—way too far from his conceitedness. “Hmm, don’t you like it?” I probed while fixing some of the loose bangs on his forehead. “Sort of. I was not a child anymore, but my mom insisted as if I would only turn twenty-one. You know I could not say ‘no’ to her, right?” “Yeah, I know. You loved her so much that you even named your resort after her favorite drink!” “Well, my next business would surely be named after you! I promise,” Aris teased me. “Hmm, surprise me! I’ve already told you that I’m hard to please.” I winked at him. “Soon, I will. But you know what? The most exciting part is that… they want to meet you and I think this is the best opportunity for you to meet them. I have already met your parents, so I guess it’s time for us to be legal on both sides. What do