Sitting side by side on a bench, Dylan handed over the bouquet he had brought. This time, it was a bouquet of blue baby’s breath.
“It’s pretty.”
Lola quietly admired as she received the bouquet.
“Lola, do you get tired of flowers if you receive them often?”
Dylan asked, feeling uneasy about what Gia had said earlier. Lola shook her head slightly.
“No, I like flowers.”
“Really? Then that’s a relief!”
Of course! Gia Eve, you were wrong.
You might get tired of flowers or dislike them if you receive them often.
That girl is really mean!
Even though she was his younger sister, Dylan truly disliked it when she acted sulky and turned people’s insides upside down.
“Did Gia talk bad about me again?”
Whenever Dylan asked this, Lola found it amusing. He seemed to really dislike it when others whispered about him.
“Dear, you really care about what people say behind your back, don’t you?”
A playful smile appeared in Lola’s eyes. Dylan quietly stared at her. When Lola subtly turned her head to avoid his gaze, Dylan nodded as if he already knew.
“I’m sure they didn’t say anything nice about me.”
Lola chuckled softly.
“Gia would feel wronged if she heard that. But this time, you misunderstood, Dear.”
“Misunderstood?”
Dylan’s expression changed to one of confusion. Lola slowly raised her gaze to meet his.
“It’s true we were talking about you, but we didn’t speak ill of you.”
“I’m really curious about what she said!”
“Well… that’s a secret.”
“A secret…”
“If I tell you, the mystery will disappear, so even if you’re curious, I can’t tell you.”
In the past, their conversations would have ended after just a few exchanges. But perhaps because they had traveled together and slept together, Lola now responded to him immediately.
Dylan looked at Lola with a strange, unreadable gaze. Their eyes met directly.
He had seen this gaze before. It was deep, profound, and seemed dangerous.
Only then did Lola sense something unusual in the atmosphere and tried to pull back, but Dylan was quicker, sitting close and pulling her waist into an embrace.
“O, oh… Dear.”
Her voice trembled wildly, losing its direction. Dylan lifted her chin, which she was trying to turn away.
“Lola, I told you it’s better not to engage in dangerous behavior. Did you forget already?”
“I didn’t do anything.”
“You just did.”
“I’m not sure. O, maybe you misunderstood…”
Before Lola could finish her sentence, Dylan smiled, raising the corners of his mouth. Even that smile seemed dangerous to Lola.
“Joking is one of those dangerous behaviors.”
As he said this, his face moved closer, and his lips descended. This kiss was quite intense, still making it hard for her to breathe as he licked and stirred every corner of her mouth.
Without knowing exactly what kind of joke she had made or what dangerous behavior she had engaged in, Lola was kissed. Yet, instead of pushing him away, she clutched his clothing tightly as if holding onto a lifeline.
Afraid of the embarrassing situation of fainting while kissing.
“Why did I kiss her?
Dylan thought that this kiss might have been a bit impulsive.
The unpleasant feelings caused by the sudden arrival of Nia Aliza in the office earlier quickly faded when he saw Lola. Additionally, her usual shyness and tendency to lose her words were replaced by a calm and steady way of responding, which strangely stimulated him. So, without realizing it, his body reacted, and he ended up kissing her.
However, she was still not accustomed to such kisses. Therefore, he should have taken it slow and been considerate, but the more he tasted her mouth, the sweeter it became, and Dylan couldn’t stop.
Ah, damn it! This is driving me crazy.
After a while, once the storm of intense kissing had passed, Dylan asked, “Are you free for dinner tonight?”
Unlike her, whose whole body felt like it was melting, he only had a slightly husky voice, and his expression showed no signs of being flustered.
“Yes. But why?”
“I’ll come pick you up for dinner later, so keep your schedule clear.”
“Where are we going?”
“That’s a secret.”
Is there such a law in the world?
When he had said the same thing earlier, hadn’t she kissed him as if punishing him for such a dangerous and playful act?
Yet, he said it without hesitation, without facing any consequences.
Even though she felt quite unfair about it, Lola couldn’t dare to argue back.
How could she possibly confront and question Dylan, the ‘grim reaper,’ without going insane?
If it were Gia, it might have been possible, but Lola didn’t have the audacity to do so, no matter what.
“Oh! It’s a secret!”
Lola could only mutter to herself.
It was unfair and very unjust, but…
