Chap.12 |'Coffee'|

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Zara could not help but continuously glance at the handsome man wearing a sexy tux.

"Spit it out." Valentine muttered, without even looking at her.

"Nothing." She mumbled.

"I don't think so." He chuckled.

"Are you always this..."

"Controlling?" He finished.

"Yes and a bit strange." Zara concluded.

"How so?" He asked curiously.

"One minute you're all nice, the next you're a major asshole and then you're all moody." Zara sighed.

"I'll be protecting myself." He muttered.

"From what?" Zara scoffed.

"You."

"I'm sorry what?" She asked.

"I know you heard me Miss Kona." Valentine said, taking a left.

Zara sighed. "You're exasperating."

"So I've been told." He said, throwing his head back to laugh.

"I didn't know you laughed like that." Zara blushed. Never had she heard such a melodious and golden laugh.

"Tell me about yourself." Valentine smiled.

"I'm sorry, what?" Zara said in disbelief.

"You do that a lot." He rolled his eyes.

Zara mimicked him.

"So are you going to sit there and show me that your face is capable of looking like a rear-end or are you going to answer my question?" He snickered.

"I'd throttle you if you were not driving." Zara said menacingly.

"I don't think your small hands can fit around my neck." He chuckled.

"Don't underestimate me, Mr Kingsman." She said curtly.

"But I do know where your hands can fit and what they can do." He said sardonically.

Zara gasped. "And here you were worried about perverts when you have the potential of being a rapist."

"What did I say?" Valentine said innocently.

"The thing about my hands?" Zara said in a 'duh' tone.

"Oh, I meant that your hands can bake and cook very well. Clearly you have a dirty mind." Valentine chuckled.

Zara flushed. "That doesn't make any sense whatsoever."

"Interpret it however your dirty mind allows you to." Valentine shrugged his shoulders.

Zara huffed.

"So what's your deal?" Zara asked curiously.

"Go on......." Valentine urged.

"How come you don't work at the family company?" Zara asked, nervously playing with her fingers.

"Because I hate anything that has to do with business." Valentine muttered.

"So, I suppose sciences were your strongest subjects." Zara said.

"I am a doctor after all. But I do have a degree in the arts." Valentine said.

"Oh. That's interesting. Your whole face looks science-y." Zara teased.

"So you stare at my face frequently huh?" He smirked.

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