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Chapter 64: He didn't ask

Last week was awesome. Franco has so much plan. Now, I'm just waiting for him to propose. How is

he going to surprise me with it? I'm so excited. A week has passed but no proposal happened. Lately

Franco seemed stressed. He doesn't seem to be himself. Maybe there is something bothering him.

Money or his work at the firm or at the agency or other business he is involve with that I don't know. I

need to talk to him about it. He asked me for dinner tonight so probably we will talk about it at dinner.

"What seems to be bothering you Franco?" I asked in a soft tone. " You seem so worried lately?"

"Nothing, I just mismanaged my time that's why I'm crambling right now. I have some few designs to

finalize. Then the agency, I can't seem to cope up with my workload. Maybe I will pass my responsibility

to Andre for now coz I can't handle being too hands on at the agency. It is not my forte anyway."

"But you seem sad? What is it about?"

"I don't know how to tell you Tara, hopefully I can tell you. But not now." Franco went back to his food.

He seem so down, but he is not telling me what is he upset about.

"Did I do something wrong. Or anybody upsetting you?" I asked again. I'm so concerned over his

change of demeanor since last week he was so excited about buying a house then now that energy

turned upside down.

"Let's not talk about it. How about we enjoy the night?" He diverted the topic. He wanted me to stop

asking.

"Alright. Tonight we have fun." I hold his hand and smile at him. Somehow the night goes well. The

smile on his face is back. He holds my hand as if it will be our last. I can feel his warmth.

"I hope we are always like this." I told him while we are walking at the city enjoying the lights.

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you Tara." He run down his fingers to my face and fixed my hair. The wind is blowing, cooling the night.

It's a perfect time for a walk.

"This place is nice. We should come here more often."

"We will, I promise! Franco hugged me from the back sharing his warm body to mine. I kissed his

forearms which are in front of me. I'm tempted so bad to pull the hair in there. It's one of my favorite

thing. I really can't help myself when my eyes are locked at those long hair on his forearm. I pulled it

softly at first but he didn't react. Then I pulled it hard.

"Awww!" He gave me a soft tap on my hand. "Stop it, please! I don't like it!" He said. I looked at him

with a naughty smile and told him. "But I like it so much!"

"No! Just don't do it." It will be so boring if we will just watch the cars passing by so I can't help but do

something naughty to Franco. I bit him on his arm.

"Aaah! What are you a dog?" He pulled his arm away from me and wagged it on the air. "I don't like this

new torture you just learned. Please stop it. I hate it so much."

"Does it really hurt? Because for ke it's so pleasureable biting you. You know, you'r so handsome I

literally wanna eat you." I whispered to him giggling.

"Really huh! What if I eat you myself? Grrrr...!" His roar is so sexy. It tickles my inner me. I like it so

much when he is like this.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! But you can't catch me! I teased him even more.

"Yes I can!" He chased me with his pretend predator face. He portrays this role perfectly. If he is a

rapist chasing me. I will end up giving into this guy, definitely. After w minutes chase he finally caught

me. Yeah just short chase I get tired so easily. Franco kissed me so sweetly the moment he caught me.

We kissed as if we are the only people on that place.