Chapter 35-His sketchpad

CHYNA

“Hey! What are you frowning at, baby?”

I suddenly heard Gian. I rolled my eyes.  He used to call me baby. It was his endearment to me, and he insisted on it, especially when his Mom was around. He said all lovers had endearment with each other. I don’t know.  I have never been into a relationship.

“Aren’t you done with what are you doing?”

There was this hard thumping of my heart inside my chest telling me I was in a big, big trouble.

Jeez!

Gian turned to his sketchpad. This time, he had that broad smile on his handsome face as he looks at his sketches. It seems he loves his drawing that much.

“I’m almost done. I'll finish it before the sun sets.” And he winked at me.

I sighed and waited patiently. He was always like that. When he was absorbed with what he was doing, no one can stop him. And I understand. That’s the artist characters, a