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Kapitel 107: Custody
"What do you expect?" Flashing his brows, he smiled, "Pleasant."
"Arg, get away shameless man."
"Now you're calling me shameless, anyway I don't mind." He winked.
Flicking his head, she snapped, "Will you stop winking at me? It makes me feel timid even more."
"Timid women don't have guts to talk so loud."
Rolling her eyes, "Whatever." Pausing for a while, she inquired, "Has Aunt called you yet? I haven't heard from her since yesterday. Hope she's alright."
"Of course she is fine. Aunt Laura told me mom flew to San Francisco this morning for a seminar and will be coming back in few days time."
"Whew, at least that's a relief." She sighed in satisfaction.
"Why do I feel like you love mom more than me." He frowned jealously.
Fidgeting with his hair, she answered, "Because Aunt is my favorite pal."
"And me? Am I not your favorite?"
Pulling his head closer, she scoffed, "You're not my pal."
"Wait–what? Baby how could you say a thing like that? Am–"
"You're my universe. My ride or die. My all in one." Kissing the top of his head, she chuckled, "You're my everything."
Beaming in excitement, he giggled under the cover.
Squealing in shock when he tickled her underneath the bedsheet. Smacking his head, "Sebastian stop."
Flipping her over, while he was beneath her, she was on top of him. Holding her waist, he grinned, "The only gratitude speech I have right now is thank you for giving me a room in your heart."
Placing her head on his chest, she closed her eyes with a smiling face.
Running his fingers through her hair, he kissed the top of her head. "We should go downstairs, Donald prepared something for breakfast."
"Did he? Okay, you go downstairs, I'll join you shortly. I need to have my bath."
"Alright, let's have our bath together."
Widening her eyes, "Have what?" When he grinned, she snapped, "No, no, no, we are not having our bath together."
Raising his brows, "Why?"
"Because–"
Cutting her off, he placed a finger on her lips, "Shh, I know you're shy and timid. Yes I know but there's no need to be shy. We ain't strangers, we are lovers."
"Seb, I––" Lowering her head, she bit her lower lip, "I can't–"
"It's just the two of us, okay? Or should I carry you myself?" When she vigorously shook her head with an astonish look, he smiled, "Good girl, now follow simple instruction."
.....
Downstairs
Dinning room
"She did, ask Anastasia if you think am lying." Tasha remarked.
Pouring the juice into the empty glass, Anastasia nodded her head. "Tasha is right. Jin, told us loud and clear."
"But we talked briefly this morning and she never said anything related to the tickets for the concert." Nelly complained.
Admiring the toast, Ryan remarked, "Maybe she doesn't want to inform everyone about it and prefer to keep it a surprise until that day."
"A surprise? Dude, that's a whole lot of money." Counting everyone in the dinning room, "One, two–six." Calvin gasped.
"Hey, including Sebastian, making it seven." Donald added before taking a bite from his toast.
"Literally, that's a lot."
"I wish I was her–nevermind, you guys won't understand." Nelly crackled.
"In assets, wallets, talents, body figure and so much more." Tasha sighed in satisfaction.
"Ugh, come on, like you don't have some goodies as well?" Anastasia chuckled.
Taking a sip from her juice, Tasha nodded in agreement.
"She's such a nice––woah, thought you guys are not coming for breakfast." Donald gasped.
Looking at the two lovebirds who just entered into the dinning room, Ryan added, "I was about to text the president of the country to send an invitation to you guys."
Ignoring their weird talks, Sebastian pulled out a seat for Jin-joo and nudged her to sit before he sat beside her.
"Woah, what is that?" Calvin gasped. Pointing at Sebastian's neck.
Scrunching his brows, "What is what?"
"I'll show you." Donald was about to touch his neck when Sebastian slapped his hand off. "Come on man, there's a romantic tattoo smiling there."
"Then let it be." Sebastian snapped.
"Uhh–why don't we focus on our breakfast?" Jin-joo let out an awkward chuckle after seeing the weird faces staring at her.
"Ah, Jin, I think something like hickeys are lining up around your neck." Nelly grinned.
"Yeah, they look like necklaces." Anastasia added.
Feeling embarrassed, Jin-joo codedly took off the scrunchie and wrapped her hair around her neck like a scarf. "It's a mosquito bite."
"And was that mosquito Sebastian?" When Sebastian narrowed his eyes at him, Ryan grinned and peaceful took a bite from his toast, "Nevermind, it was just a slip of tongue."
"Then let that tongue be kept at it's rightful place."
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