THE DEVILISH SAINT

Lunch at Taste Tapestry

It was Friday and they had been scouring everywhere to find Huang Ming Ming but to no avail. It was rather frustrating to Zee and especially to Mew and Gulf. Mew was a straight  up workaholic and he would not stop for anything. That drove Gulf half-mad because he was a much laid-back kind of guy. Gulf had been snickering behind Mew's back as the man was relentless when it comes to doing his job. He kept on sending messages to Zee complaining about this and about that. Zee sometimes wondered how the two could be partners in that company and how they worked so well all this while.

    Zee's mind sometimes wondered about Saint or Ming too, he had not found any clues to the questions swirling in his mind. Nonetheless, he continued to be thinking about the kiss that he had with Saint and not forgetting the bite. The mark on his neck had disappeared but he still could not shake off the memories now imprinted in his mind. Zee closed his eyes and groaned when he immediately was transported to that morning. He covered his face with his hands when he could feel his face getting warmer remembering Saint's kiss.

"That Brat!" He mumbled as there was no denying the fact that he kissed him back as well. That his hands ran up and down Saint's warm chest that morning. The kiss was reciprocal. He wanted the kiss from Saint as much as Saint wanted it from him. Zee shook his head trying to make those memories disappear, unfortunately regardless of how busy Zee was, Saint's eyes would bore into his mind. Saint's lips would bug his sanity. Not forgetting Saint's tongue lapping his neck! He was about to lose it when Julia reminded him about the meeting he had with his security team that morning. He cursed before he tried focusing on the matter at hand.

The meeting went smoothly and by the time noon rolled in, Zee did not even realise that he was hungry. Poppy called inviting him to go out for lunch. Since Poppy was nearby, Zee agreed. He had booked a table at a well known restaurant called Taste Tapestry about a few blocks away. Zee decided to walk to the restaurant. He informed his secretary that he would be having lunch outside and took the lift down.

"Hey buddy." Zee greeted Poppy.
"Hey yourself." Poppy answered as Zee took a seat facing his friend.
"What are you having?" Zee asked.
"Their signature dish called Ocean's Breath."
"Ocean's Breath?" Zee's brows furrowed.
"You can have anything you want. You don't have to eat that." Poppy gave him the menu.
"Ocean's Breath sounds dubious." Zee whispered.
"I agree, but anything dubious is just so me, don't you think?" Poppy laughed.
"You are absolutely right my friend." Zee grinned while waving at a waitress.
"May I have some iced water and give me the Fisherman's Platter? Thanks."
"Boring...." Poppy smirked.
"You did say I could have anything." Zee countered.
"I should have said you can have anything that is not boring." Poppy smiled.
"I could still choose something boring." Zee added.
"Maybe... we'll never know." Poppy said.
"How's that concert you're handing? Is everything okay?" Zee asked diverting Poppy's insistence about his boring taste.
"Perfectly fine actually to my surprise. That Korean singer is not as crazy as the tabloids have been harping."
"That's great."
"Do you want free tickets? I can even get you backstage passes." Poppy offered.
"Jimmy and Tommy might like that, but I'm fine. Thanks." Zee answered.
"Boring..." Poppy smirked again.
"Cut it out! I'm not into female Korean singers." Zee stated.
"By the way... how's it going with that Huang Huang kid?"
"They still can't find him. He's not Huang Huang." Zee explained.
"Huang Huang... Gong Gong... Mang Mang... as long as he returns your bike... I'm fine." Poppy asserted.
"He is Huang Ming Ming ... or Saint. We don't know who he is for now." Zee argued.
"Zee... as I said... I'm cool as long as he returns Belle." Poppy said.
"Belle is mine... not yours. Why are you so upset about it more than I do?" Zee exclaimed.
"Dumbass... who bought that bike for you?" Poppy sneered.
"Tommy?" Zee smiled bitterly.
"And?" Poppy insisted.
"Jimmy?" Zee wished he could vanish into thin air.
"AND?????" Poppy glared.
"You?" Zee whispered.
"Exactly!" Poppy rages.
"Fine... fine... you are right Poppy."
"Of course I am." Poppy smirked. Then he continued, "That kid is good though. Mew and Gulf are the best yet they still fail to find him."
"Give them time. I have my faith in them." Zee asserted.
"Now... can you tell me what really happened between you and that bike stealer?" Poppy suddenly popped the question.
"Nothing really..." Zee averted his eyes.
"Buddy... I've known you since forever. YOU are definitely lying."
"Nothing happened. I helped him. He stole my bike. And he could be Huang Ming Ming. That's all."
"Or that Saint kid." Poppy added.
"We will know when we find him." Zee said.
"There's more to this and I can bet my perky ass on it." Poppy made a face.
"Nobody wants that ass of yours in the first place and that ass is too cheap to be used as a wager!" Zee snickered.
"Hey... my ass is priceless AND perky as hell!" Poppy grinned.
"Says who?" Zee mocked.
"Says no one is their right mind." A voice was suddenly heard.