Chapter 73

Not having sex with her was getting harder with every date. Even a saint would praise his willpower, but he wanted Linlin to chase him as much as he did her, and he could wait it out until he broke her.

“Pffttt. I would rather sleep with a homeless person than you. Who says I will ever grace your bed?” She bit, turning on her heel in the worst of moods because he was leaving her and taunting her simultaneously. She was disappointed because despite being an annoyance, she had the most fun when he was around.

“Ughhhh, wounded. I even had a pillow embroidered with your name, just for you. It sits right beside mine.” He mocked and clutched his heart dramatically before following her with the tray of drinks back to the table and sliding them on the surface while casting another smile and wink.

He nodded to his friends at the far end, some guys from his gym, and gestured for his jacket as a hint he was leaving. They barely registered, too engrossed in chatting up Linlin’