Dating Contract

CHAPTER 190: LOOKING GOOD?

- POV LALA

His overly intimate manner from which the storm appeared within. His masculine scent was so thick from his hair and face.

"You enjoying it, honey?" whispered Richie.

Burning heat. Light up in the lower abdomen and slowly rise, into the ear. His wet tongue caused a tickling sound.

I gasped furiously, as the fingers continued to caress my neck, I trembled and it escalated into a fever, the knees and feet warmed up and became hot.

While Richie's other hand was mere.mas my waist, his fingers were burning. Is a man's hand that hot? when something hard presses me, it provokes a strange sigh.

She was so close without limits, I was shaking the cocktail of fear and adrenaline splashing. Provides an incomprehensible warmth in the lower abdomen.

"Lad..."

I listened to Lydia's voice and footsteps ...

DEG Me and Richie rounded my eyes and he pushed me into the bathroom.

I was locked, my shoulder blades stuck to the closed bathroom door.

The glare slid down Richie's neck, he got hurt? I just realized.

We looked, like I was going to face the angel of death. Die me. However, Richie looked relaxed and smirked instead.

Why do I feel like a thief, despite all that, is clearly wrong. What Lydia responds to if she finds her mother in the bathroom wearing only a towel with a man, the world must be doomsday. My heart was pounding, my hands were covering the winding of the towel.

"Papa's inside?" lydia asked from outside, and I turned to face the door.

"Darling, this is MAMA." I cried with a tremble hiding fear.

"Mama??? Mama Lala???" The girl's voice was suffocated followed by a whimper of disbelief.

"Son, can you please help me."

"What.." Lydia's voice softly felt behind the door.

"Yes, you need, warm water, can you order directly to the receptionist son, mamah clay was mineral depleted?"

"There's a bathroom faucet."

"Mom wants bottled minerals."

"Let's get Lydia a phone message, huh?"

"No, you just go straight, you can't stand it, your stomach hurts, please yes, or ask if they have any kind of medicine or yogurt, but quickly bring mineral water."

"Ah I'll just take it in my father's room."

"Yaudah, chepet now.Ugh is sick," I said trying to groan a little.

"Wait." The sound of Lydia's footsteps pacing back and forth, while I shifted my legs to the right away from the approaching Richie pressing against the loud bulge.

What a pervert, why should I have a potential girlfriend pervert, annoying, why? and if other than this of course he's a nice and polite person. Actually, what's with him today? is he angry?

The sound of the outside door opening and closing, Lydia must have come out. I opened the bathroom door and Richie just slammed the door, closed the door again, he carved a strange pattern on my thighs, I squeezed my toes. It all happened so fast. I bit her lip - Mint froza - violently pinched her waist, making Richie look even more happy in her eyes. He pulled my tongue so hard. I don't know how to stop it. He grinned and looked at me with a burning fire.

I pushed her heavy body and tightened the towel around my chest to keep from falling off.

"Hurry out, I won't forgive you!"

"That's your response after I've gone all the way"

"Hurry out, I really don't want to see you again until my son sees this, understand" I whined in despair.

"Honey," she pouted but followed my steps towards the back door facing the beach. I opened the door and peered outside a little dark, but there was no one.

I stroked my chest, exhaled a rough breath, pressed my back against the door. "He's crazy, how did he get this key, huh."

"MAHS ... " Other door knob-moving. I breathed in slowly and slightly ran to the front door. Haven't had time to put on a shirt, open it and Lydia who was holding a bottle grabbed me. "Mom, Lydia kangenn."

"Mama is more kangen-" My eyes widened as Johan went behind the door.

"Are you sick?" he stupefied me as if looking at my shoulder.

"Jo, out!!!"

"Haiya, okay," She looked at me so deeply that she finally came out, but pushed the door again, "drink the medicine." He smiled warmly.

The door closed, I shook my head, tightened Lydia's embrace on my chest, stroking her hair. My son is crying, cute ...

...***...

The sun began to rise and shine, after six o'clock, I, Lydia and Johan were holding Vino. Walk pretty far along the waterfront, about a kilo and play with the waves, tasting traditional food.

It's like a nice, sweet dream.

Taking a morning shower, I carried Vino to the restaurant.

"Uncle Richie," said Lydia who was walking in front of me to make me jerk.

Right, he's sitting with Johan. I furrowed my brows, and Richie stared at us followed by Johan.

"Ah, mama someone missed," I turned around and hurriedly stepped up.

"So," call Ivy I don't care, step over the brown marble floor, step me against the black shoes.Lifting my chin, I'm stuck.

"Vino, baby huh," Richie pulled Vino out of my hand, it felt right the aura dominating Richie, and I took off Vino as Richie's deep gaze was full of question marks.

Without babibu, Richie pulled my arm, fortunately Lydia had already walked over to the food line, and only Johan's tiger stare was sharp while his lips looked stiff, I was downcast.

I became unfocused. Take fried rice, fried noodles, chicken and fish seasoning, sambal three kinds even I take every spoon.

"Did you eat so much?"

"Huh?" I looked to the left, it was Johan.

"Yes, eat a lot."

We became clumsy. He held her neck, and I almost hit her. I want to get out of this situation.

"Do you want omellete and sausage?" asked Johan who had not taken anything in his hand.

"Yes, I can, a little spicy sauce," I said full of clumsiness.

At the table I was facing off with Richie, and Lydia was on my right. I saw Richie busy with Vino, Ah they look mismatched, cute, equally oval-faced. So what if we get married later? my face warmed up, sorting through the green, bright red and dark red sauce. I didn't realize I was taking too much sambal.

My first feed, chews slowly, removes the chicken from the bone and transfers it to the Lydia plate.

"When do you cook for Lydia?" whimper him, who ate his vegetables a little.

"Tomorrow, yes" I said as Johan sat next to Richie, and pushed a plate containing two cow sausages, two chicken sausages and an omelette.

I looked down more and more at my food, the food was so delicious it was bland, facing two important people in front of me and getting clumsy to hide all this from Lydia.

Remember my daughter's request to ask me to come back with Johan. To my great surprise, I just woke up from sleep to have to pretend to go to the bathroom to avoid the question. I don't know what was going through my daughter's mind, I was struck by lightning.

Cold sweat flooded my palms and feet, my face stiffened.

"Where are your plans this afternoon? there's an event at the town hall, come along" Johan bargained with Richie.

I did not expect, those who used to be like sworn enemies, look to get along?