long story short (7)

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Leni woke up at 5am, her usual wake up time. She got up and got ready for another day of work. She went down to make a sandwich as she scan her phone for messages and emails. She's not a big breakfast person. She drove herself to the office and got there in ten minutes.

"Good morning po, Atty.!" Staff she walked past greeted.

She smiled back, "Morning!"

She gets inside her small office and turned on her pc. Her assistant, Jackie, came in with docs she needed to sign. She gets it done before lunch.

It's been three days since she came back from Sorsogon. She had fun with all the events she went to and the food she ate. Chiz actually gave her some food when she drove back to Naga.

As for Bongbong, she didn't saw him the day after the wine night and their "dance". When she woke up in the morning, Chiz told her that Bongbong already left using the presidential plane. She just nodded and followed her schedule there.

It's a relief on her part actually. Ever since that Sorsogon moment, he never really called or show himself to her. It's like... nothing happened. Her life was back to normal. Well, she predicted it the moment he told her he liked her. She knew it was just a fleeting moment on his part. He's that playboy. She's not gonna fall for him or any of his shenanigans.

"WHAT IS HAPPENING??!!" Leni hissed when she saw a lot cars outside her house. It was already 8:10pm when she arrived. She carefully entered the gate and parked her car.

She looked around and there's a lot of familiar men. She knew it's PSG. She frowned and gripped her bag tighter as she entered her house with quick and pissed steps.

"Hey! You're here! You're late though." Bongbong said, glancing at his wrist watch.

She had deep breaths, trying to calm her nerves as she walked towards him in the dining area. "Mr. President, what is happening?"

"Uh nothing?" He answered casually. "Well, dinner is happening, but unfortunately you arrived at 8:12pm, so that makes you twelve minutes late."

She frowned. "What?!"

He glanced at his wrist watch again, "Well, I usually have dinner at exactly 8:00pm, so next time agahan mo naman ang pag-uwi mo. Ayaw kong pinaghihintay ang pagkain."

She shook her head in confusion, "No! I mean, why— oh my god— why are you here?! In my house?! In my kitchen?! What is happening?!"

He rolled his eyes, "Dinner nga. Kulit mo naman! Maupo ka na, maghahain na 'ko. Kanina pa 'ko tapos magluto."

She gritted her teeth, "Bongbong, hindi ako nakikipaglaro sa'yo!"

He leaned closer to her face, he can feel her breathing, "You just called me Bongbong for the first time." He smiled, "I like the sound of it."

She gulped. He's so close to her.

He stared at her for a few seconds, trying to memorize the lines on her face.

"What now?!" She hissed.

He smiled, shaking his head. "Nothing. I knew you since 2012, but I never knew na mas maganda pala 'tong view na 'to. Mas malapit, mas maganda."

Her face turned crimson in an instant.

He saw how her reaction changed. He knew he has an effect on her. He just giggled and move away, "Maupo ka na, kakain na tayo."

He went to the kitchen and wore his apron.

She just stood there, frozen. She didn't know what's happening to her. She hates it.

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