A Beautiful Misunderstanding

'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.

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.

his arms, making no

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

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

so are you," he agreed and sat down on

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

of ice beer and handed

Let's toast for the second dummy

out his hand. A clear sound was heard in the air, like the resonance between two hearts. He realized that as long as Essie

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

big eyes and said, "Zac, spicy soup tastes the best. Would you

there is one condition," Zac said

Condition!

instinct told her his

her throat. After swallowing it, she stammered, "What is

leaned against the back