CHAPTER 11

Tricia turned around and was surprised to see Efron wearing a black shirt and a yellow cup. The young man smelled good, and he was carrying a slim bag. He smiled when he looked up.

"How are you, Tricia? I'm sorry if I sulked earlier. I was just a little overacting and I realized that I shouldn't be interfering in your personal life," Efron said.

"Why are you here?" Tricia asked in shock.

"Do I have to spell it out for you? I want to take you for a night. I am your customer, and the customer is always right," answered the mischievous young man.

Tricia's forehead knit in confusion. "Wait, are you okay? because it seems awkward for both of us. There is another girl out there that you can take."

Efron clenched his arms in anger. "What? Why don't I have the right to choose who I want? I don't want anyone else aside from you. It's unfair if only that stupid rich man tasted you in bed."

"It's not like that, I mean, it's so awkward if something happens to the two of us since we know each othe