Word was, this senior had a knack for stealing other girls’ boyfriends. When Cherise was flying solo, she didn’t give it a second thought. But now, just seeing her around made Cherise all jittery. and uneasy.
Damien chuckled softly. I’m not interested in her,” he said. Then he reached out, gently lifting. Cherise’s chin like he was about to plant a kiss. “I’m all about you.”
Cherise instinctively blocked her own lips with her hand. “Shh!”
Instead of backing off. Damien planted a soft kiss on the back of her hand. Cherise rolled her eyes and lowered her hand, blushing. “How rude!”
“Guilty as charged. But hey, kissing my own wife can’t be that bad.”
Cherise raised an eyebrow. True, though I’m your wife, you should save those kisses for someone
you trust.”
With an eye-roll, Cherise turned and kept walking. Damien followed, still holding the umbrella.
But this man was too eye-catching. Cherise had only wanted a leisurely post-lunch walk. With Damien tailing and sheltering her with an umbrella, it was as if she were a royal figure in a parade. All eyes were on them!
In the end, Cherise decided to head towards the gym. Damien was correct; there was a PE class in the afternoon, and the teacher had warned them about an 800-meter run.
Despite her countryside upbringing. Cherise didn’t have the athletic genes. She barely scraped. through each PE test.
While going from the plaza to the gym, Cherise and Damien ran into three more senior girls who seemed to be smitten by Damien.
Meanwhile, a swarm of students approached Cherise, and in greeting her, they extended their warm regards to Damien.
Cherise was dumbfounded by the sheer number of girls who seemed interested in Damien.
As they reached the gym, she turned to the man who had unintentionally attracted so much. attention. “The physical education class is starting in half an hour.”
She added, “I’ve got to attend the class, and you should be off to work or back home. Please don’t follow me.”
Cherise walked toward the gym, took a few steps, and glanced back hesitantly. The man stood. elegantly at the door, not intending to follow.
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