Chapter One Hundred Sixty: I Really Love This Man

Chapter One Hundred Sixty: I Really Love This Man

Samantha’s POV

“Maybe a white dress will do?” I mutter to myself, rummaging through my closet.

“Whatever you wear, you’re always gorgeous,” I hear Diego say. I glance over at him. He’s busy on his laptop, twirling a pen between his fingers.

“Mind your own business, Oldie,” I say, rolling my eyes. He chuckles.

“What? I’m just telling the truth,” he replies, a playful smile on his lips.

I turn away, continuing to search for my dress, feeling my face heat up. I bite my bottom lip, trying to hide my blush.

I settle on a white dress. “You can change here, you know,” Diego says, his voice casual.

“What?” I ask, pretending I didn’t hear him clearly.

“I already saw everything. Why bother going to the restroom?” he teases. I roll my eyes again.

“We don’t have time for this, Diego. We need to hurry,” I remind him. He pouts, resting his chin on his hand as he gives me his full attention.

“I won’t do anything. I can control myself,” he says, tryin