Chapter 37. Holy Moly

Azeeva’s lips pursed like a duck’s, flanked by Carl Justin’s veined hands. At first, Azeeva’s cheeks blush from Justin’s sudden touch and intense gaze. But that question popped up and made it all meaningless. Carl Justin only cared about his good looks.

What an idiot! Azeeva’s mind was busy cursing the man. He asked for an answer but made it difficult for the answerer to speak.

“Make sure you treat me if I say yes!” threatened Zee, his connotations rounded.

“Take it easy, Miss Sweetie.” Justin lowered his hand, gave Zee a brief caress on the cheek, and walked away.

One kick landed on Justin’s ass. His footsteps instantly faltered. “Stop teasing me with that smile. You’re more weasel than wolf!”

“Well, that’s one way I appreciate your compliment,” Justin said.

“This conversation is so useless.” Caught up in her grumbling, Azeeva swerved. Justin swiftly put his arm around the girl, causing Zee to join in observing the modest restaurant in front of t