My Lovely Bastard's

Los Angeles

Cassey kept staring out of the car in amazement, not infrequently he was amazed when he saw things that had never been seen. However, he had never even thought of visiting this Hollywood city.

Zack keeps stealing glances at Cassey who is busy admiring the city view,

"It's my hometown" Cassey turned his head, looking at Zack in surprise.

"Wow, then why are you stranded so far away in New York? it's impossible, isn't it if you're tired of living in Los Angeles?" Zack chuckled, as if one could get tired of living in this beautiful city.

"Of course not, I've only been moving to New York for three years."

"Oh! Then you're moving to New York because of school?" Zack shook his shoulder, though,

"Well, that also includes reason. You're not tired?" Zack distracts, he doesn't like to discuss why he could be temporarily dumped by his Mommy in New York.

"No, are you tired? From now on you keep driving, if you're tired just take a break." Zack shook his head, though,

"I used to travel long distances and drive, if you're tired. You can sleep, still pretty far away."

"Where are we really going?"

"A good place to play, I haven't been there for a long time either."

"So, have you been there with your boyfriend before?" Zack chuckled at the unpleasant tone in his question, Cassey,

Zack stroked the top of Cassey's head gently, then anxiously pulled Cassey's adorable chubby cheek.

"Akhs! Sick Zack," hiss Cassey stroked to his sore cheek, but it was Zack who stroked his cheek first.

"I'm sorry, after all, I rarely see a girl with a full but adorable cheek." Cassey was silent, for some reason her heart felt pinched hearing firsthand if Zack went with her lover. Although he knew from the beginning, the type of man as good and perfect as Zack is the dream of all women. So there must be a lot of women sticking to him.

"If it's still a long way off, why don't you land your helicopter directly at your destination?" Cassey stared out of the car, unwilling to discuss about the girl who had gone with Zack.

"My helicopter doesn't have access to the place yet, I'll ask for access sometime let's land there right away." Cassey looked at Zack, sometime?

"Well, anybody knows. Besides, I miss driving my Lamborghini, too. She must have been lonely as long as I lived in New York." Zack patted the dashboard of his car, Cassey laughed.

"This is your favorite car?" Zack tilted his head, though,

"It's not a favorite, but it's one of my favorites to be taken to the circuit."

"You're a racer?"

"Just a hobby to get rid of fatigue." Cassey yawns, man,

"Sleep, I'll wake up." Zack stroked Cassey's head, with Cassey's heavy heart securing his position to sleep.

Because actually he wants to talk a lot with Zack, but whatever with his eyelids that are already heavy.

Cassey was getting sleepy getting soft rubs on his head, until he finally fell asleep.

Zack looked at the sleeping Cassey with a big smile, somehow he felt this girl was different from his woman. Is it because he's the girl's first man?

Or because the girl is innocent and innocent? I don't know, Zack doesn't know. What is clear is that he is comfortable with this girl, the final business is thought of later. After all, there was no way he would have any feelings for this little girl.

He approached this girl, just because of the bet. If it wasn't for the bet, of course he wouldn't have approached her.

In general, this girl is far from her ideal type. The woman of his dreams, well more or less like a top model. Body goals, pretty, glamour, but this girl. She is medium height, arguably petite, average beauty, but she is sweet with chubby cheeks that always blush when embarrassed.

Zack sighed, if not for his Mommy. She must be currently enjoying the body of Zera, one of her lovers who works as a model.

Actually Zack's original goal, not just dating Cassey. But to make her Mommy believe, so she can go back to Los Angeles.

She likes it in New York, but the women in Los Angeles are more of a suit. Well, since Los Angeles is a lot of artists, Hollywood models live there.

Just tell him he's a jerk, but how else. The playboy soul of his Daddy was flowing powerfully in his blood.