Platonic (3)

When the second young miss of the Morgans faced the deep frown of Chris Meyer, she was of course, dumbfounded. No girl, not even a veteran actress, could immediately be calm and collected in front of somebody she was crushing on, especially if his expression was so fierce and dark as if she had just committed a very great offense.

For Alessa, it was already remarkable that she was able to smooth down her surprise into a calm facade. Her glossy lips parted, letting out a crisp but soft voice that haunted the dreams of many men in the country.

"Why are you so surprised that I am here? Didn't I already inform you? You forgot?"

"I didn't remember agreeing to anything."

This was the truth since the woman simply left after slamming his car door closed to his face and before he could say his refusal.

However, from the get-go, his responses had already spoken more than enough of his intention to not have any entanglements with her, no matter how small.