Married By Mistake novel Chapter 13

LUNA

"I'll fetch you," Dylan says authoritatively on the other line. I went to a salon branch because I hadn't visited the salon for a long time.

"Don't. I know you have a lot to do in the office." I said. I waved to the taxi that passed and it stopped in front of me. "I'm okay."

"Well, I'm not. Your car is in coding, I'm not comfortable with you commuting."

I took a deep breath. I'm already in the taxi. "I've done this so many times, D."

"I'm on my way." I heard the engine of his car sound.

"Huh? I'm already in a taxi."

"so? get down." I gasped when I noticed the irritation in his voice. "Go back to the boutique."

"But your office works." Okay. I'm trying to be in denial.

"All I have there are fucking useless papers. I want you safe. Now, do what I say. I'll spank you when I don't catch you at the boutique."

"Oh, I'm so scared. Okay, fine." I sighed. I looked at the driver. I didn’t take my phone away so Dylan could hear me following him. "Manong, please go back to the boutique."

"Yes ma'am." Manong immediately turned around.

"Satisfied?" I said to Dylan.

He chuckled. "Yeah. Give me three minutes."

I paid the taxi driver before getting off. I sat on the bench and waited for Dylan. I watched the young people go in and out of the newly opened bar, not far from where my shop stood. Teenagers.

I turned my gaze to the black car parked in front of me. I didn't wait for Dylan to get off, I immediately got in his passenger seat.

"Let's go," I order.

His forehead furrowed. "Are you mad?"

"No." I simply said. Nothing. I just want to annoy him with my monosyllabic.

He placed his arm on the headrest of my chair and one of its hands touched my hand that was above my thigh. "How's your day? Are you tired?"

I shrugged. "Good."

"You're mad." His lip came close to my ear. I felt him smell my hair. "Why are you mad at me? You don't want me to take care of you?"

I grab his polo. "D, I just don't want to bother you because I know you're tired."

"Is that it? You are worried about me? Good God, Luna." I held my breath as his head went down my neck. "You're overthinking."

"I'm not."

he laughed softly and stepped away from me.

"Come here. Sit on my lap."

My eyebrows met. "I'm not your dog."

"Again, don't overthink things, sweetheart." He pulled my two arms and sat me on top of his thigh. He wrapped his arms around my waist. "Let's talk... Tell me how mad you are."

"Mad enough ----" He moved closer and kissed the hell out of me, his tongue sliding into my mouth. I was gasping for air when he finally pulled away, surprised by his take-charge attitude. I placed my hands on his shoulders and leaned closer to brush my lips over his.

"I miss your sweet lips. What did you eat? I can taste chocolate."

"Hershey cake." I fail to say.

I moaned as he inserted both hands into my blouse and squeezed my chest. "That's too much sugar. Calories. Let's get you to sweat."

"Wait ---" I whimpered, clung to the back of his neck. His mouth tasted like peanut butter and alcohol, and his hair smelled like lavender, the sweet scent teasing my senses. "N-No .."

"You don't want me to touch you?"