41. A paradise

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"What is it?"
She asked curious and a little bit scared.

"Close your eyes."

"No I won't. Are you trying to run away Mr Marc?"

"No Mrs Marc I am not. I have something for you."
I took her by her hand

"What is it?"
She closed her eyes a mild frown upon her face. I stopped momentarily kissing her frown.

"Why did you that?"

"Patience my love."

"I am suspicious."

"Already being a wife I see."
I joked.

All of sudden I got pulled by the collar. Her frown grew into anger. She was angry I couldn't believe it.

"Don't joke like that. I trust you and I won't be suspicious of you. And I love you above all. Do I make myself clear?"
She was serious and I loved it.

"I know."

"What do you know?"

"That you trust me."

"And how so?"

"Your eyes are still closed."

"Idiot." She smiled.

"You're so cute when you were trying to intimidate me."

"Hey! I can intimidate people like you do."

"I don't."

"Oh honey you do."

I looked back at her as her finger pointed at the wrong way.
I took her finger and led her.

"I don't want a gift. Not extravagant one."

"Do you know me?"

"Yes I do that is why I am warning you."

"There's a lot to learn Mrs Marc."

She blushed at it.
"Ooh! I touched something
It's cold."

"Open your eyes."
I commanded softly.

She was surprised to she her yellow scooter spot clean looking as new it could be. She touched it in disbelief.

"I personally cleaned it up oiled it fixed it." I add excitedly.

"You did a common man's work?" She commented.

"Ha you're funny. Could you compliment me? Ever?"

She bent across the scooter slightly pecking me on my lip I almost bit myself to catch her lips but she moved away fast enough.

"Fucking tease."

She laughed loudly.
"Where are you taking me?"

"Somewhere."

"Where?"

"Somewhere."

"Can I drive?"

"No."
I bought the keys out.

"Zylen you really don't drive well."

"I do. It's my talent."

"You drive crazy fast and dangerous."

"Exactly that's my talent."

She held her head all of sudden looking nauseous.
I caught her by her dress.
"I will drive slow. Promise."
Another thing. I'll blindfold you."

"What? No! What are you upto?"
She frowned and blushed at the same time.

"Please for me."

"You.. What are you upto?"
She turned around and I tied the fold proper enough.

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