Miraculous: Marinette's Promise (Book Three Of the "Marinette's Baby" Series) ✔

Chapter 5

"So...do you know any great places to eat around here?" Luka asked, keeping his arms up as Marinette wrapped the measuring tape around his waist.

    Marinette rolled her eyes with a small smile. She had to admit it was quite strange.
It seemed like he didn't remember anything, or perhaps trying to appear like he didn't.

   "You're saying you don't know Paris?" She asked, retracting her measuring tape. "I thought you've lived here your whole life..."

Luka nodded, watching the blunette as she stood up. She seemed a little bit off. Perhaps she slept wrong.

"I mean...yeah, but I go away a lot. Things change, people come and go." He explained, a small smile spreading across his face.

Marinette nodded, placing her tape back on to her desk and scribbling down his measurements on her notepad.
  "Things don't change around here much..." she sighed. "I don't think you've changed...I mean since we dated in middle school."

She pursed her lips, perhaps it was a bold thing to say, but she didn't have much to lose.
She remembered them being good friends, even after they broke up.
She ran after Adrien that one afternoon and then Luka disappeared.
  She did feel a bit guilty, and wondered if she had any part to do with it, and how he even landed into modeling was beyond her.

   "Do you remember me?" Marinette asked, as she began to sketch a pair of black, slightly torn jeans on to her sketch book, adding his measurements on the side.

Luka stuffed his hands in his pockets, leaning on the desk beside him.
"Of course I remember you, Marinette. Middle school wasn't too long ago..."

Marinette paused, looking up at him.
"No...I guess it wasn't..." a small blush dusted her cheeks. "Septime....its a good place to eat. Although sometimes I could be biased and say that my parent's make great pies."

Luka nodded in acknowledgement.

"Perhaps... when we go out to buy some fabrics for the clothes you're going to sew, you could accompany me to some lunch? Its on me..."

Marinette cleared her throat, a deep blush rising to her cheeks once more.
  She wasn't going to make this mistake again.

"Actually..." Marinette looked up at him. "I'm--"

"Engaged" Luka interjected, finishing her sentence for her. "To Adrien..." his blue eyes glanced down briefly as he vividly remembered her running after him those years ago.
   "I know... but the lunch I was offering was meant to be platonic. I just wanted to catch up with you again. I respect your relationship with Adrien."

The bluenette blinked, wrapping her head around what he had said.
   "H-How did you know about my engagement?" She asked, glancing back down at her sketch book before clutching it to her chest.

"Its pretty much everywhere... every blog is covering it, everyone is talking about it. Also, its hard to miss the diamond on your hand. Very beautiful by the way. Adrien's lucky..." his voice trailed off.

Her heart pounded and she glanced down at her ring, suddenly feeling bashful of it. She curled her fingers, tucking it under the pages of her book.

   "Okay....sure. I'd love to catch up with you." She turned and reached for her purse.

"But...I have to admit. I'm quite surprised my engagement was highly publicized.  But then again...this is Adrien we're talking about." She placed the strap of her purse under her shoulder.

She was massively oblivious.

But someone else wasn't.

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