MARIED CAMUCHO

08. Finding Fresh Fish

An unknown number was typed in the phone before Dayana called. He put the phone in his ear, waiting for a response from the one he was on.

"Hello. Is this Sebastian Reeves?" greet Dayana as Sebastian raises the call.

"Hello. Who is this with?"

"Ah, I'm Dayana Harvey. I woke up in a hotel and when I asked the staff, it was you who took me there. I was drunk, so I don't remember anything. You remember me, right?"

"Yes, I remember. You're the woman who puked my car."

"Vomiting?" Dayana laughed awkwardly. "I seem to be drunk. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I'm glad you called me because I forgot to ask for your number. Your car's still on me, you can take it. I took him to the workshop to fix it."

"so." Dayana bit her lower lip weighing something. "Can we meet? I want to thank you in person."

"Okay."

"When do you have dinner?" tawal Dayana's.

"All right, Miss Harvey. I'll drop off your repaired car."

"Then it'll be 8pm at Treasure Resto."

At 8 p.m., Dayana had already darted to the restaurant where she met Sebastian. He sits on one of the chairs by the wall waiting for Sebastian who has yet to come. Dayana had already told the man about the color of the clothes she was wearing now to facilitate their meeting.

"Miss Harvey?" call someone who makes Anabela look.

The amazing!

Anabela was instantly fascinated when she first saw Sebastian. He was tall enough, with a moustache and a neat beard around his lips that added a sexy impression.

"I'm sorry I'm late" he said, landing his butt in Dayana's front seat.

"It's okay." Dayana tries to focus. "I want to apologize to you if I did anything that night, let alone vomit your car. And also, thank you for taking me to the hotel instead of leaving me drunk on the street."

"Together." Sebastian puts the car keys on the table. "This is your car key. I just brought your car in for repairs."

"If you may know... What's going on?" ask Dayana carefully.

"You were driving drunk to the point of hitting my car when you wanted to park."

Dayana could not comment on her own stupidity. "I'm sorry for that. I'll reimburse you for the car repairs and pay for the hotel."

"No need," prevented Sebastian when Dayana was about to reach into the wallet in her bag. "You don't have to pay anything."

"But you fixed my car, your car, even booked a hotel for me."

"It's okay. It's also my fault parking wasn't right because of the rush."

Waw. It seems Sebastian is a man who cannot be underestimated seeing the man allow himself to pay for everything. Car repairs and hotel rentals are expensive.

"Airright, Mr. Reeves. I don't want to owe you money and be grateful to you. I always feel bad. Can we meet again? I'll treat you to whatever you want" Dayana bargained to try to persuade Sebastian that the two of them could meet again. He doesn't want to waste fresh food like Sebastian.

"Alright," Sebastian replied in the end. "Do you like classical music?"

"Classical music?" Dayana paused for a moment to think. "Uhm... Like. I love all kinds of music except rock. It's so noisy."

"Okay. I want to attend a classical concert. You can buy the ticket."

"Good idea," Dayana muttered with a satisfied smile. "I'll buy the tickets for us to go."

"It's clear now. Wanna eat?" ask Sebastian.

Dayana patted her jidat. "Ow, sorry. I forgot to order food. Let's order it now, I'll pay for it."

Sebastian agreed. The two of them also eat together while having a light conversation about the activities they do and various interests or hobbies.

The longer you talk to Sebastian, the more interested Dayana is in approaching him like any other man who has become his lover.

Although it seems Sebastian will be hard to tease, Dayana will try to attract his attention as much as possible.

Until Sebastian becomes one of the collection of handsome and rich men that Dayana has.

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Dayana enters a bar while combing around to meet Miley who is already there. After discovering the high woman's whereabouts, Dayana approached her and immediately ordered a drink to the bartender.

Miley downed her drink while looking over before talking to Dayana.

"What food?"

"The guy is handsome, sexy, and seems rich too. He fits my type" he said enthusiastically.

"Lucky yourself. Can you just give me one?"

Dayana chuckles. "You've got Derek, Mile."

"I broke up with Derek. Last night we had a big fight" he said, almost choking Dayana while drinking.

"What's? Really? Why?"

"Derek doesn't want me on America's Next Top Model. He said I would humiliate a lot of people if I lost and made a mistake there. Said I wouldn't fit in as a model."

"Damn!" dayana Overestat. "How dare he say that to you. That's your dream, Mile. You don't listen to Derek's bullshit. Just continue your dream to join the show. Win or lose, it's a back business."

"Thank you for always supporting me" Miley said, hugging Dayana.

"I know you better than Derek, Mile. I don't want your life to be hampered by a guy like him."

Miley smiled haru. He picked up a glass and lifted it slightly towards Dayana.

"Cheers!"

Dayana put her drink on Miley's glass. "Cheers!"

Dayana reduces her drinking consumption for now, fearing making trouble again as she did to Sebastian. But thanks to that blessing, Dayana now finds a hidden gem that she has not seen.

After having fun with Miley, Dayana returns home. More precisely to Arturo's apartment which is now also occupied.

"You're going into my study?" ask Arturo when Dayana gets there.

"I just want to see her for a second. I didn't steal anything, don't worry."

"It's about privacy. You said yourself not to take care of each other's lives, but look now. You broke into my private room without permission. Who do you think you are?"

"I'm your wife" replied Dayana lightly. "A wife doesn't have to tell her husband to go into the workspace they're in."

"Now you want to talk about your role as a wife?" Arturo walked straight towards Dayana.

"Means I don't need permission to do this either."

"What-"

Dayana was shocked when Arturo pulled her nape and******* her lips were so deep without any warming up. So surprised, Dayana felt her breath drained so much that both her hands squeezed Arturo's arm which was only wrapped in a short white T-shirt.

"Art-" Dayana's sentence is interrupted because Arturo does not give Dayana the opportunity to escape and breathe.

The man even pushed Dayana into the room until her back accidentally hit the drawer cabinet that made her fish aquarium fall to the floor.

"My fish!" dayana cried when their kiss came off.

Arturo supports the side of Dayana's body with both hands holding the side of the drawer cabinet on two sides. He lowered his head in a breath of breath, as did Dayana who was wrapped in emotion.

"You killed my fish!" dayana's snapped upset.

"I'll throw away all that stuff" said Arturo, who persuaded Dayana to face the man.

"I just don't like other people seeing some of my memories with him. It can't be left if they're nothing to me" continued Arturo who made his blue eyes meet Dayana.

Silent for a while, Dayana tried to dive in Arturo's blue netra that was quite close to her. Throat was dry until up and down swallow saliva when looking at Arturo's lips are teasing with a little lipstick stains from his lips when kissing earlier.

"You cannot exceed the privacy limits of my life, as we agreed," Arturo added in a low tone as he whispered.

It's the hangover effect.

Dayana raised her face hesitantly to reach Arturo's lips. But he's aware of his pride that doesn't want to lick his own saliva after saying he's not interested in Arturo who isn't his type.

Fuck that later.

"You have to change my fish" Dayana looked at Arturo before being tempted to kiss the lips.

Arturo straightened up as his hands now held Dayana's waist as they kissed. That passionate voice was heard inside, creating a heat of teasing between the two.