Allie's POVStill sitting on the couch, I differed, asserted and inferred his deal. Comprehending the whole thing, it's worth it. What am I saying? It can't be up to the stake if I want to compute it assuming he hired me. I am bugged by bargains these days. From father to son. Such a sweet coco pops. I shoved my folded fist on the couch and weighed myself on it to help lift myself. With a deep tiring exhale I unknowingly kicked my left leg with the right one resulting in almost tumbling flat on my face. I was fast enough to get a hold of my pitiful self. I strode over to Blue, carried him in my arms, since I was getting cranky. I was unfit to wait to get into my space. I harshly pressed the knob to my room and booted the door from the pointed edge at the bottom. I lowered my back and gently dropped Blue, who was hesitant to go to his space. I cared less and hopped on the bed, mentally reminiscing about today's encounter and drama. I turn my head to the other side, dragging the duv

I flickered my eye severely in a way of trying to know if this actually happened. I furiously bite on my bottom lips, before gritting my teeth in anger. I tightly grip the cup of my milkshake, immersing my fury in the innocent thing. I was trying to diminish my anger. I exhaled a heavy relieving breath. The best option I need is to divest my furious state. "He isn't worth it. He doesn't. He is nothing but an abnormal being with a scientific abnormal attitude" I repeated in a meditating tone, maneuvering my way out of the kitchen to the dining room with my milkshake in my right hand. **********6:00 pm. I was sitting on the largest couch in the living room. To say I was nervous was an understatement. I hadn't seen Aaron after that morning because I had retreated into my room after having my simple breakfast. Although I did come down to prepare my lunch but he was still nowhere around. "Get ready by 7:00 pm" Those words kept ringing and buzzing in my ear like I was in a mosquito de

Aaron's POV I was utterly short of words when I saw her in that enticing dress, the blue one. My reaction at that time was beyond my control. I am a man anyways, and I am bound to react accordingly when I see something good. I was aware of the flirtation gazes from the men at the meetup. I didn't like the way I'm daring myself to be soft with her. To be nice to her but I don't want to. I don't need to. She doesn't need it. I don't deserve it. I ain't implying self-pity but this isn't me who promised myself to be far from her, as much as possible. I knew it and it started that morning. I did many indefensible and unjustifiable things to her just for my parents to make her leave but they wouldn't bugde. They didn't listen to me. They love her and believe she was the lucky charm that saved them when they almost went bankrupt. I recalled begging my father to make her leave, promising them to face my studies which I had abandoned. They accepted my deal since it was what they wanted fo

Allie's POV I shook a bit but braved up to proceed with what I'm doing. It was time to add the salt, I shuffled among the ingredients and found out it was not among them. I carefully checked the drawers but I couldn't find the big jar of salt. I climbed a stool and inspected the cupboard one after the other except the one Aaron was backing. I am sure I kept it with other sealed seasonings. He must have misplaced it somewhere. I thought about biting on my fingers. I stared at Aaron caressing my hands nervously on the counter. "Aaron," I called, nibbling on my lips. "I need to check that cabinet behind you. Your meal wouldn't be tasty without salt" I continued, filling him with the prerogative of that salt in his food. "Come and take it, woman, I'm not stopping you," he said plainly, his head still on in its bowed position. Does his neck not hurt? "Yes, you are stopping me" I grumbled, and grunted tremendously, swabbing my leg impatiently. He raises his head gazing at me innocen

Allie's Pov My cheeks flushed in a shade of red at Aaron's outburst. I gazed at Richard to observe his reaction to the situation at hand, but his emotions seemed to be clueless as his facade was overshadowed by an undescribed expression. I chose to be mute after vowing to get back at Aaron later. I am not letting this one slide away. Pervert. ***** We parked at the restaurant's car junction. A uniform-clothed man approached us and led us inside. I was more amazed by the inner construction. My admiration was cut short when I sighted Austin in his sitting position at the far end of the building. Apparently, there were no other customers which means he had rented out the whole place. I waved back at him, to acknowledge him of my arrival. "Hi," I greeted, settling myself on the chair. "Hi, how was your drive here? You are used to the journey anyways," he said warmly, slightly shrugging his shoulders as his eyes glowed from his bright smile. "It was great. Aside from that, my re