Chasing Rogue

Chapter 8

Chapter Eight:
Flirting with the Mission

Sapphire

After going to the grocery store, we stopped by an ice-cream shop to grab some ice-cream because I craved soft serve ice-cream. I knew that we were supposed to have dinner but we got hungry and eventually decided to eat out, so after eating out we went for desserts.

"May ice-cream ka sa taas ng bibig mo." I pointed out with a scrunched face.

"May dala akong groceries sa isang kamay, please wipe it for me." He cutely says, I knew that he was kidding but I still did it anyway.

"Baka pag lumabas na tong baby natin mas pa-baby ka pa dito." I joked and chuckled, oh god, why did I suddenly say that?

"Cute, then you'd have to take care of two babies." He giggles.

Inside the penthouse building was a park where people can jog, play around or even just relax. We decided to sit down for a bit and finish the rest of our ice-cream.

"I like how you own this entire place, yet you look like a normal guy just casually eating ice-cream in a park." I laughingly say.

"I don't want to always be recognized as an arrogant business man, I'm more than that." He says as a matter of fact.

"I know you're more than that." I replied.

"Why thank you." He chuckles, and I do too.

He puts the grocery bags aside and suddenly scoots over to where I sat. "Do you want to take a picture with me?" He suggests and I was dumbfounded.

"Huh?" Gulat na tanong ko.

"Take a picture with me." Pag li-linaw niya sa sinabi niya.

"Picture? Bakit mo naman gusto mag-picture?" Nag ta-takang tanong ko. Ano na naman kaya ang naisipan nito?

"So I can show our child photos of us when he or she is born." He grins. "Come on, take a photo with me, you look pretty looking just like that anyways." He compliments and urges me to take a photo.

"Napaka bolero mo." I scrunched up my face again, playfully, and then I ruffled his hair.

This is weird, we've only known each other for literally two days. First, the night where we met and did the deed. Second which is today where so much has already happened.

"Say cheese." He enthusiastically says as he faces the camera towards us.

"Seriously?" I shook my head and laughed.

"Yes." He grins and takes photos, I obliged anyways and I even posed. "This came out so good. I'm going to take more whenever we go out."

"Are you saying this is a date?" I asked.

He lifted his head up and knitted his eyebrows together. "Is this not a date?" He smirks, confused.

"We need to go back up, you're joking around again." I sighed. 

What a playboy you are Mr. Vega. He probably has many girls waiting for him at his actual home. I fought the urge to roll my eyes.

"Why do you seem like you're mad? Did you get mad because I said this was a date?" He asked when we entered inside the building.

"I'm not mad." I say, even though I am.