A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Chapter 58 You Feed Me

'No! Is it possible he really wanted to sleep with me?' she wondered.

Seeing the sorrowful look on her face, he was both angry and amused. Just when he was about to tease her again, she spoke, stopping him, "Tonight, I'm going to make a plan for our mock date. If you disturb me, I might end up screwing it up. Later don't blame me!"

She was glad to use this date as an excuse. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Realizing she still remembered the date, an unnoticeable smile crept on Zac's handsome face. "Okay, I'll give you one night. If you can't satisfy me, you have to do it again."

"Challenge accepted," said Essie, before she slammed the door shut.

Leaning against the door, she sighed with relief. 'That was a narrow escape,' she muttered under her breath.

But of course, she couldn't take a rest. She had a date to plan! Zac wouldn't let her go so easily.

Next day, at dusk, she invited Zac to the rooftop garden.

His eyes ran through the pot and dishes on the stone table. "You've had a lot of time to plan. And yet, you have only managed to do this?"

"There are moonlight, stars and lights above our head. And look around, you will notice fragrant flowers and beautiful scenery. If this isn't romantic, what is? A very economical date." As she spoke, she smiled.

Her words lacked sincerity.

Zac crossed his arms, making no secret of his disappointment.

Essie went on and explained, "There are two kinds of date in this world. One is extravagant and the other is simple. You probably expected the first one which is too mainstream. However, mine is genuine. I like to keep things simple and real."

There was a mist in Zac's eyes. His smile came out of the corners of his mouth, like a drop of ink that had been dripped into the water. It was a beautiful and poetic scene, spreading from his eyes and reaching the tip of his eyebrows.

"Yes, your date is and so are you," he agreed and sat down on the chair.

"It's time for dinner." She was so beautiful that her thick eyelashes were fluttering like butterfly wings. The moonlight began to shine on her face and its beauty paled when compared to hers. To be honest, a lot had happened in the past few days. She was devoid of time hence she couldn't properly plan this date.

She opened two bottles of ice beer and handed one to him.

"Cheers! Let's toast for the second dummy date!"

He smiled and reached out his hand. A clear sound was heard in the air, like the resonance between two hearts. He realized that as long as Essie was in front of him, any date would be wonderful.

Essie then prepared two soups. One was spicy, and the other one was of seafood flavor which Zac relished.

Essie naughtily blinked her beautiful, big eyes and said, "Zac, spicy soup tastes the best. Would you care to try it?"

"I will, but there is one condition," Zac said with a mischievous smile.

Condition!

Her instinct told her his request would be a challenge.

A lump came to her throat. After swallowing it, she stammered, "What is the condition?"

"Feed me!" He put down his chopsticks, leaned against the back of his chair and waited for her.

'That is easy!' she thought with a sigh of relief. Internally, she admonished herself for panicking so easily.

Then she added a slice of beef in the spicy soup and raised it to his mouth.

He shook his head. "Feed me but not with your hands!"

"If not hands, then with what?"

"Mouth!"

Essie coughed as soon as she heard his reply. Raising her eyebrows, she was overcome by an urge to burst into anger. Instead, she feigned a smile and said, "Okay!"

After a second, she said, "You always come up with the weirdest idea."

Her lips moved close to his. Once she had fed the food into his mouth, she took the opportunity to bite his lip. Zac slowly licked the place where Essie bit and smiled playfully. "This tastes lovely. I am enjoying it more than a kiss," he uttered, looking extremely satisfied. She raised her hand to hit him, but he got a hold of her arms and pulled her into his. "Without beating or cursing while on a date, it will be boring."

Angrily, she grabbed him and said, "If you dare to break the rules again, I will not spare you."

"The more you fight, the more intense your love will be." He broke free from her grip and grabbed her chin. Just when he was about to do what he wanted to do, his phone rang, disturbing their romantic moment.