FALLIN' ALL IN YOU (Completed)

Chapter 18

Arthit's POV

"Haha... you kind of look out of place with your whole biker outfit and your motorbike."

"Well, that's not always a bad thing. I like sticking out."

He smiled and winked at me.

Deep breaths Arthit, take deep breaths. Stay calm.

I almost hyperventilated earlier already when he was putting the helmet on me. His gentle touch, and the way he tucked my hair made me hitch my breath. I'm glad the helmet was put on quick enough that he didn't see my flushed face. Speeding across the city on his bike was amazing in itself, but getting to hold him the way I've been wanting to was beyond exciting. My heart beat was faster than his bike, and as loud as the engine. I really need to stop all these feelings I'm starting to have. And he needs to start wearing all those damn shirts he has.

We parked in front a little white cafe with bamboo trims. The whole back wall of the cafe is a living wall garden. It's very modern, yet cozy. The place was pretty packed.
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Okay, now I know what Kongpob means when he said he likes to stick out. The whole restaurant turned to look at us, mainly him as we walked in. Women were batting their eyes, and trying to make eye contact with him from left and right. Okay, that one on the right is undressing me with her eyes. I can feel it. I need to hide.

I followed Kongpob to a corner booth that has a reserved sign on the table.

"This table is reserved."

"Yes, it's reserved for me." He said cockily.

We sat down, and Kongpob handed me a menu that was already sitting on the table.

"What's good here?"

"I usually get their french toast, but you kind of ruined it for me."

He smiles, and my heart starts to pound again.

"What do you mean?"

"Their french toast here is pretty good, but I like yours better."

"Why didn't we eat at home then. I could have made you some."

"No, you've been cooking all week for me already. So, just relax."

I nodded to that statement. It's true. I've been cooking all week, but I've enjoyed our meals together. In matter of fact, I spend quite a bit of time just planning what I want to make for him each night. It's very satisfying to see him enjoy my food.

A beautiful woman in a simple fitted white cropped t-shirts, and super short shorts came and sat next to Kongpob.

Nina: Hey sweetie, who's this?

She wraps her arms around Kongpob's and leans against him. As he smiles and continues looking at the menu.

Kongpob: This is Arthit. He has been my roommate for the past two weeks. Arthit, this is Nina, the owner of this cafe.

Arthit: Nice to meet you.

Nina: The pleasure is all mine cutie. You must be special. Kongpob has never brought anyone here with him.

I chuckled at her statement.

Kongpob: Yes he is. He is the one that made the amazing french toast.

Nina: So you're the one trying to steal my business. Haha.

I laughed at that.

Arthit: I'm sure he is just exaggerating. It can't be that good.

Nina: Well, why don't you try mine here, and you can decide for yourself.