Love In Memory's Wake

Chapter 15

Hana couldn't take her eyes off the eyes of this man.

The most beautiful pair she ever laid her eyes on. She could swear that. Write it on stone. Put it on the billboard. Those eyes could probably cure cancer, get away with murder, and be worth millions. If only the beholder does not have a stinky breath. And by stinky breath, she does not mean it literally.

"What?" He asked her when she just stared at him. He then leaned close and whispered to her, "Don't worry. You aren't my type. Not even the slightest bit."

Wow. What's this guy's problem? She thought.

"You're willing to offer drinks just to kiss someone who isn't even the slightest bit your type?"

He tilted his head to the side, "I just want those girls out of my back. Plus... You seemed pretty used to this so it'll be easy, right?"

What the actual fuck? She cursed in mind. Hana turned to him, "What do you mean by that?"

"Well, just to get free drinks you'd offer to kiss a bartender?" He almost laughed. "If you go around a little more, there are a lot of well-off guys here and you can get more than just five free cokes. Even my friend is around the corner and he owns the club-"

His next words melted and only the last sentence stuck to her. So this trash is friends with Hugo? What a small world.

"Such a loss." She said.

"What?"

She shook her head, "A loss, indeed." She repeated to herself.

This guy is definitely Hana's type. He's the epitome of the word 'Preference' in Hana's vocabulary. Like those princes on fairy tales that kids love so much and becomes their ideal when they grow up. It's such a loss his breath stinks.

"What do you mean? It's a loss for you?" He asked. "How about cash? Let's just cash it, yeah? Should I wire it to your account instead? How about 20k for a kiss?"

"Don't underestimate me." She said.

Kyeian sighed, wondering how that much wouldn't be enough for a single kiss when he doesn't even look bad, "Then bow much do you want-"

"I can double that just to make you shut up, Asshole."

His eyes twitched. Asshole? Me? He pointed to himself, not minding the fact that she just said she can double it. "Am I the asshole?"

She nodded, "Yes, and your breath stinks."

Kyeian couldn't believe what he was hearing. All his life, no one has ever told him his breath stinks. No one. How could that happen when he goes to his dentist so often he knows his family and dogs? He also studies medicine, It's impossible.

Kyeian scoffed, "Are you sure you smelled mine? I was once told my breath smelled too good it was addicting."

Hana froze and then laughed. In fact, she laughed too loudly. She likes how he tried to defend his breath without knowing that isn't what she meant.

Kyeian was confused. He gave her a look and asked, "What's funny? I'm not lying."

He sounds like a child getting teased to Hana's ears. She looked at him and smiled. Thinking how cute he is then her eyes darted down to his exposed collarbones, her throat dried.

Is he hot? He's sweating a little... Fuck... She thought. He is hot.

"Hey." Kyeian called her, which made her look back up to his eyes. "Take it back." He said.

"Take what back?" She was lost after seeing those collarbones.

"My breath doesn't stink." He's almost pouting.