Chapter 11 - My Weekend With The Bad Boy (part 3)

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Chapter 11 - My Weekend With The Bad Boy (part 3)

Some of the autumn leaves fell from the branches of the trees gracefully as they landed on the clean grass cut. I was still in the car thinking where would

Tyler take me. We passed different houses of our dearly schoolmates. For a few moment of silence in the car we stopped at an expensive restaurant I watch him park his

car outside the restaurant. I stared at the window and took another silent breathe, I opened the car door and got out along with him. I waited for him to come over here and walked 

together. I took another glanced at the expensive restaurant and examined the building, the sign, the tiles , and the wall.

"Do you really have to take me to some expensive restaurant?" I sarcastically asked him.

"I want to make this something . . . how do I say this. . . memorable" He smirked and wink at me.

I let out a small chuckle and smiled softly at him. Does he have to. I mean with all the expensive food and drinks seriously. Something 'memorable'

He signalled me to come with him and I didn't hesitate to wait, I stepped closer to him and we walked together to the expensive restaurant's main door. The door of the restaurant was

opened by a kind waiter and welcomed us with a hand, leading us to our table. I smiled at Tyler who seemed to grin at me. I took a seat as he took the seat opposite to me. I feel like

were having a date which is really just lunch. . . . . . yeah just lunch. . .  he's just treating me to lunch.

The waiter gave us two menu as, I scanned the menu to pick a dish. 

"Um. . . . . Garlic Chicken please" I pointed at the menu as my eyes still on, scanning for more delicious and expensive dishes.

"I'll have the same" Tyler said as he puts the menu down the table.

The waiter nodded and wrote our orders and did his waiter business.

I stared at him as he also stared back at me. Now were both staring at each other. 

"Erhem. . . .  You know Tyler you don't need to do this you know" I said.

"But I want to, why is there a problem?" He replied.

"Nothings wrong is just that. . . . its too much" I stated to him.

"Well I'm rich what can I do, I always do this to girls . . . . that . . .I have interest on" He smirked.

What did he just say. . . .  'interest on' did he just say he has an interest in me, well that wasn't my expectations but. . . .  I think he's just interested in my body not my whole life.

Remember Stacy pull yourself together. I know he didn't mean it but why do I feel like he does. God he's good at this.

I raised an eyebrow at him as if I look confuse but he just let out a small chuckle.

"Don't get your hopes up princess" He said still with the smirk on. 

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