“Why I saved Frank?”
Miles‘ eyes darkened. I felt a bit nervous.
Crap, I finally got him to talk to me again.
Did I just piss him off again?!
But then I saw a faint smile bloom on the man’s rugged face.
“You wanted to save Frank so those girls would come to their senses.”
“Not spend the rest of their lives pining after a scumbag who died.”
“Wasting their lives, right?”
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I knew it. The person who understands me best in this world, besides myself, is Miles.
“Miles…”
Miles held my flushed cheeks, speaking seriously and sincerely:
“Lily, you’re amazing.”
After quietly burying my face in Miles‘ chest for a while,
I suddenly lifted my head, my cheeks feeling hot:
“Did you just compliment me?!”
Miles chuckled, hugging me tighter:
“Just realized?”
“If you’re not a dummy, who is, hm?”
My eyes grew moist as I pretended to roll up my sleeves:
“You asking for a beating!”
But in Miles‘ eyes I had zero intimidation factor, like a kitten trying to act tough.
“Lily, can I kiss you?”
Looking closely at Miles‘ passionate gaze, I pouted:
“You’re acting like we’ve never kissed before.”
Miles leaned in until our noses touched.
“Last time doesn’t count. I was just your male model wingman.”
“This time, can you give me a different role?”
I felt Miles‘ warm breath, my heart racing:
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“What… what role do you want?”
Miles‘ Adam’s apple bobbed as he sped up, no longer holding back as he bit my lip:
“Can I be your boyfriend wingman?”
I was thoroughly kissed, barely finding a gap to speak:
“Did I say I agreed?!”
Miles stopped, panting heavily by my ear.
Obediently waiting for me to speak.
I was annoyed and embarrassed, the tips of my ears bright red.
The heavy rain was still falling. Miles‘ sturdy umbrella enclosed us in our own little world.
But I somehow felt free.
Because I knew Miles was waiting for my answer.
He liked me, but he also respected me.
The relentless rain had soaked Miles‘ white shirt transparent, clinging to his body and
revealing quite a view.
“If you… want to kiss… do it at home.”
As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted them.
What the hell am I stammering for?!
Miles must have kissed me stupid!
Miles couldn’t hold back his smile. He acted cute in front of me like usual:
“Yes ma’am, my girlfriend.”
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I once asked.
How long had Miles secretly liked me?
He said.
