Chapter 18 When was the last time they kissed? (2/2)

”Ryn?” What are you doing there?

”You…What are you doing here?” She pulled him toward his car, glancing back to ensure none of the crews saw him here. It would land them into a scandal if one of them saw him here.

Last night show had already turned them into a so-called 'the perfect couple' and 'the dream couple' or worst 'the match made in heaven'. She did not want the rumour to be blown out of proportion.

There was nothing between them. The past was just past. There was no use for them to make it even worse by trying to reminisce it.

”What are you doing in that house?” He couldn't hide the jealousy in his voice.

Ryn rolled her eyes.

She remembered receiving that kind of tone when they were just starting their relationship. He couldn't see her talking with another boy without thinking that the boy trying to steal her from him. It made her feel suffocated but she did not think much, simply allowing him to control her, especially when this was her first relationship. He was her first and she thought would be the last. But…

”What are you doing here? Aren't you afraid reporters will see you?” she questioned back, trying to push him into the car.

”What are you trying to hide?” he was getting more suspicious when she kept pushing him toward the car. Was she spending time with another man?

”There are TV crews next door,” she hissed, glancing worriedly at Angel's house.

”Then follow me.”

Sighing a heavy sigh, Ryn mumbled about her steaks, which made Jeremy's face darkened. Was she trying to make excuse?

”I'll tell them first,” she murmured weakly and went to Angel's house to inform them. It was better for her to just follow his whim. It's better for everyone.

”What? You have to leave now?” Angel's eyes widened. Her arms unconsciously reached for the chocolate cake, afraid that Ryn would take it back.

”Do you want to bring these back?” Harry asked, already standing up to take a Tupperware from the kitchen.

”Can I?”

”Sure. Why not?” Harry quickly took her food and brought them back to the kitchen. He did not think much of why Ryn had to leave so quickly.

Jeremy narrowed his eyes suspiciously seeing how his Ryn holding a big container and a smaller container. He wanted to follow her into the house but receiving her warning glare, he stayed put at his car. Who made those for her?

He was about to ask the question when she returned but the frown on her face made him held his tongue. Later. Right now he should focus on winning her heart back.

”Where are we going?” she asked as she pulled the seat belt. She did not even bother changing her clothes. Why should she? She was not the one asking him to bring her out.

”Somewhere you like,” he replied, trying hard to squash the anger from receiving such cold treatment. What was she being so stubborn? She belonged to him, in the past, present and in the future.

”Whatever.” She closed her eyes and prepared to sleep. Her stomach was growling in hunger. Remembering the delicious steak in the fridge made her even hungrier. Stupid Jeremy with his stupid idea. Why couldn't he leave her alone?

”We're here.” He couldn't stop from caressing her cheek. She looked like an angel when she was sleeping. He unbuckled his seat belt and leaned forward.

How long had it been for their last kiss?