Pinocchio *editing | on hold *

J.T

Is that Jay and Jessica? Waking together? Happily? What even. I rubbed my eyes to ensure that I am seeing what I really don't want to see. It's not even the first day of work- It's impossible for them to get hooked up easily. Well, it's possible for me, but them? Oh no. It can't be.

There's thousands of questions pounding about in my head. No, let's make it a million. The main point is, why?
How did they clicked so fast.

I rolled my car window down and jerked my head out to get a clearer view of them. Jay is busy choosing hair clips, Jessica is busy trying them on.. What is going on? I bet this is their second time talking to each other and they are already acting this close? I swear Jessica is a hottie despite of her skimpy or crop jacket whatsoever, but Jay. Really? Only God knows what is so special about him. Tall and basically skinny. Look at his face. Are you kidding me? As pale as a ghost, for crying out loud!

Frustratedly, I rolled up the window and get back on with my driving. Ugh. I wouldn't let this 'Jay and Jessica thing' to happen easily. Trust me on this. It's not nice for colleagues to date and I saw her first before he even did. Anyway, so she's-

Wow.

Isn't she sexy.

Damn, look at those seamless and shiny legs. It was really fascinating until I pulled over along the street, just to catch a glimpse of her face.

I blinked before staring at the person right before my very eyes. She's so hot. Without hesitation, I whistled cheekily as that pretty lady with long legs caught me looking at her. With a smirk, I asked her where is she heading to.

"I'm going to La. L- La- Dis- Distri-" She mumbled over and over again, trying to get my cafe name right. How cute.

"La Distributrice? That's my cafe, actually. Come on, miss. I can give you a ride there." I grinned, hoping that she'll believe me, unlike Jessica who didn't at the first place.

"Really? Are you serious?" She looked at me in disbelief. I nodded to her adorable reaction.

"Come on in," I winked. She seemed to flush a little. I let out a soft chuckle.

I'm curious how she could just get in without even asking, "are you sure you're the owner?" or perhaps she could answer in a very sassy tone, "I don't believe you." Gosh. It seems that girls nowadays are pretty easy to get hooked on. Girls- probably except for one. The one and only.

Jessica.
Being a playboy myself or nah, still. Jessica will be a challenge for me to get clicked with.