Chapter 2

(less than an hour ago)

"Chrissy!!"called Alice and Gel at the same time.

Before they could help Christina, the tall and hunky man came forward .

"I got her!" he said in a baritone voice.

He lifted their friend and carried her bridal style. Gel blinked a few times as she stared at him in awe. Alice on the other hand, looked like she was hypnotized.

Gel opened her mouth but the hot looking man spoke again.

"I’m Trevor Samaniego in case you don't recognize me." he introduced himself with a sexy grin.

The two women didn’t have any reaction as they were both gawking at him.

"I'll take care of her,” he added as he as scoped Christina up effortlessly.

They were both gazing at his broad back as he walked out of the bar with their friend in his arms.

“T-that is Mr. Geeky?" Gel uttered after a few seconds.

"Did what I see really happened?" Alice asked her.

Both women took their glasses and gulped their drinks.

When Gel put her glass down, "He is so yummy!”

“I know right? He looked really different!” Alice muttered excitedly.

Gel sighed dreamily, “If I knew that Chrissy's ex would look like that, I would have made him my man and would never break up with him!”

Silence fell over them when she said that. With wide eyes, Alice made a sound of frustration.

"Chrissy is dead!" she said.

"I know. She is so dead!” Gel agreed.

(End of flashback)

Though my body was reacting, my brain seemed to have stopped functioning well. Trevor’s tongue was expertly ravishing my mouth. I hadn’t let anyone kissed me like this! And however hot and yummy he was, would I just let him do this to me after what he said to me at the office? He had no right to possess me which he said a while ago. We weren’t even a couple and I wasn’t his bitch! I turned my head to the other side to break the kiss and pushed him from me. But as I expected, I couldn’t even budge him. I tried to clump my lips and finally I felt him stiffen before he at last released my lips. We were both breathing in gasps. His eyes were very dark and he was looking at me with intensity and his expression was hard to describe. There was longing, lust and something else in his expression. I bit my lower lip and his eyes narrowed. I saw anger in them. I couldn’t believe that until now he still had a grudge against me. When I was about to say something, he suddenly smiled. The hardness in his eyes and face was gone. It was like I just imagined it.

"Get off me!" I demanded.

His smile turned into a devilish grin. "I missed you my Christina, " he said in his sexy voice.

My hands on his muscled chest tried to push harder. I couldn’t be taken by his charms. Obviously since he looks way much better now, he also had a lot of practice in flirting and God knows what else. And he had the nerve to add me to his collection!

"Really? You missed me? How? It is obvious that you're not the same Trevor so I am sure you never thought about me since

numerous women have been in and out of your bed. Your Casanova dialogue won't work with me! " I hissed.

I wanted to take back what I said. I reprimanded myself because for sure he would think I was jealous. Just when I thought he won't get off me, he was gone on top of me like a bullet. He walked away from the bed only in his briefs. I couldn't stop staring at his magnificent body so I forgot to pull the sheet up my body.

"Unless you want to be ravished, cover yourself," he said with a smirk before he sat down on the recliner on the right side of the room.

I immediately covered my nakedness. I wished that he didn't notice that my cheeks colored. I frowned when I realized that I was only wearing my lacy white bikini. I glowered at him. At least I didn't feel any pain down my private part which means that he didn't pop my cherry while I was unconscious.

Thank God for small mercies indeed! I thought.

The smirk never disappeared from his lips as he looked at me. He only removed his eyes from me for a second or two when he poured alcohol in a glass.

"White? Does that mean that you are still a virgin honey?" he asked, his eyes smiling as he sipped some of the amber liquid.

I ignored his question. Pulling the cover up to my chin, I sat on the bed while I glared at him.

"Where are my clothes? I want to go home!" I said in a very cold voice.

He didn't answer. He gulped all the content of the glass then poured another shot.

My eyes turned into slits. "I don't care if you want to go roaring drunk but at least take me home first! If you don't want to bring me home then call me a taxi!"

"I will drive you home when I want to. " he replied calmly as he swirled the amber liquid in his glass. He leaned his back on the seat and gazed at me intently.

"Look here Trevor..!"

"Trevor? What happened to honey? You called me honey while I was kissing your delicious body," he said with amusement.

I had the sudden desire to throw the table lamp on the side of the bed at him. He was really testing my temper.

"Why are you doing this? Is it because of what happened years ago?" I was ready to apologize again to him but he cut me.

"Don't flatter yourself Christina. I am a hot-blooded male and you are available. That is the only reason why you're in my bed right now," he said in a matter-of-fact tone like he was just talking about the weather.

He took a sip of his drink while his eyes were still on me. I gritted my teeth.

"You had become overconfident Mr. Trevor Samaniego. I don't remember encouraging you or anything so don't flatter yourself. And who may I ask told you that I am available?" I asked with one brow raised to piss him.

But when I saw the changes in his facial expression and his eyes constricted, I instantly regretted what I said. Gone was the playful mood, a dark cloud seemed to suddenly enveloped him. I swallowed and nervously moved my back closer to the headboard.

Trevor looked murderous. His anger appeared to be more extreme compared to nine years ago. I had to admit that he scared me now. The tables were truly turned.