Chapter 8

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[Jiyong's POV]

Even car seat was felt so great for sleeping when I could be next to her. I didn't remember when I was fell asleep but now the digital clock that united with my car system showing it's 3 am, and we're sleeping under the night that full of star, we didn't have sex, we didn't kiss while we're arrive but it's still one of my best night. I finally chose to try to spoke up what was inside my head. It's feeling better and better now, I felt like the heavy burden on my shoulders just I got shared with hers indirectly. I was such a fool that I didn't tell her about everything earlier.

I saw her slim fingers that still on my lap as I was keep holding it while I was sleeping. Her hands were so cold as mine was warm. I lifted and kissed it, her knuckles were moving a little when I pecked on it. Since when I became so thirsty of her. She's driving me crazy, totally. I don't even know if I'm still Kwon Jiyong or not. It's like I'm living inside the wrong body.

I finally hold this hand this tight, now I couldn't let her go, and I'll take all the risk.

It's not the first time I watched her sleeping so peacefully like this. I felt I couldn't get enough of watching her sleeping. Her beauty was really killing me, her face was shining under the moonlight. I shouldn't mocking Taeyang that being all cheesy over Hyorin cuteness or even being lovey dovey in front of me, while here I am cannot even control my hormone of these beautiful girl next to me.

I fixed some of her bangs from covering her beautiful face, oh I must be a brat for her, I didn't notice that she cut her hair, she even have bang now. I grinned myself when I heard she's snoring in her sleep, alcohol and tired Dara was the great combination for her soundly sleep. I stroked her cheek then suddenly there's a dripping over her cheek, I looked up the sky, now the sky was dark. The clouds were covering the moon either the stars. I was quickly trying to turn on the engine as I pressed the button for the roof back to covering us, it's Lamborghini I bought it when I got profit by the big project I did a month ago and it turned not working just at the time. I pressed the button fastly as the rain started drop heavily.

"Shit!" I exclaimed while trying to pushing the button and even I got out from the car just to pulling the roof back to it place. Dara was groaning when she's awake by the raindrops that hitting her face. "It's broke." I said while still pulling the roof, until I figured it out there's nothing I can do for helping ourselves from getting wet by the rain. It's totally broken.

Dara was laughing and getting out from the car as well with me, she's trying to helping me but still it didn't work. She's trying to sat on the driver seat and pressing the button while I pulling the roof back and still it just another bad luck day.

"It doesn't work." She said while her hair now soaked with the rain, but her smiling face never leave her face, she's once blinking her eyes when the water get into her eyes. She's sitting helpless but still enjoying the rain as it's getting heavier than before. "Let's just enjoy it." She said while get out from the car. The last time I enjoyed the rain pouring over me was like 15 years ago and after that I never felt like to showering under the rain.

I showed her spinning around all of sudden while singing some random song, her face was blissful as she just won big amount of lottery. Her face was brighten as she's spinning around and dancing to random move. I laughed while ruffling my own hair. It's just 5 minutes difference from the sounded sleeping Sandara to the very excited Sandara.

I didn't know why this one who came to my office that day, I still have her stare at that day in my memories, her face was pissed off while I told her about how she looked. I chuckled how now she's being all laughing like she just ate too much sugar.

"Come on dance with me!" She said while pulling my hand, "Please Sugar~" She said while trying to dragging me to dance in front of the car lights. It should be the place where I was hiding whenever something brought me down, but now it turned to be the dance floor for Sandara.

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