You aren't that bad

Mia was escorted home by Gabe, he didn't face her when she settled with him in the back seat.

It wasn't easy to get her into his car though but he always succeeds and the main reason Mia went with him was that she didn't know the direction to her sister's workplace where she'd be staying in for a while until her sister recovered.

Gabe placed his focus on his phone playing a serious game and for some reason, Mia hated that he didn't pay much attention to her.

So she looked outside the window only to get reminded of his words at school in the empty class earlier. He also kissed her neck.

Recalling that, she touched her neck and smiled. The feelings were so different from other feelings she usually feels when she was with him and she seemed to adore what she felt when he licked her ear.

"Thinking about me?" She was jerked out of her thought when she heard his voice suddenly. Gabe's lips now widened when he saw her shoulders jump the moment he spoke.

"You are thinking about me," still smiling, he uttered.

Mia didn't want to lie so she just looked away with a grimaced face.

"You know, I think about you too," he started.

"Gabe," she called him when she noticed the number of the house her sister sent to her.

"Yes, babe," he answered only to receive that look on her face.

"I think we've gone past the house," she said.

"You sure?" He asked and took her phone from her. "Why are you using this type of phone?" He asked.

"Gabe just drop me here!" She cried.

"Getting you another phone won't hurt right?" He didn't ignore her, he just wanted to impress her with his richness.

"Stop the car." After staring into his eyes and thinking of her answer, she said.

Gabe now told his driver to stop the car. The moment the car stopped moving, she grabbed her bag and climbed out of the car only to realize she hadn't collected her phone.

When she turned around, she saw him taking pictures of himself with her phone. "Gabe," Mia called him quietly.

"I know you'll miss me so I took pictures of myself." Walking closer to her, he said.

Soon, he stood right in front of her and handed her phone to her before placing his hand on her waist and tugging her close to his body.

"I'll miss you, babe," he stroked her hair but she pushed him off and stood straight before him.

"I'll get going." Mia didn't feel the need to tell him that but the words escaped from her mouth.

"I love you, Mia!" Gabe watched her with a crook smile on his face. She was fun. He had toyed with other girls but her being hard to get made it more fun for him and her expression to his actions satisfied him vastly. "Mia, don't just go without replying!"

"See you tomorrow, Gabe!" She exclaimed without looking at him.

Gabe licked his lower lip and watched how she walked before entering his car. He still had to go battle with his online friends.

Mia saw his car drive past her and when she set her eyes on him, she saw him wink at her so she looked away. It was hard hiding her feelings.

She blushed when she noticed he couldn't see her as she recalled how he usually say he loves her. What a lie! But she wanted to believe him. However, she knew she was just being played and she didn't want to lose.

They were going to spend close to half of the day together tomorrow as she was going to tutor him. She didn't hate that. Mia just feels discomfort whenever he mentions naughty things and how he wanted to...to...to...fvck her. What a jerk.

Mia found the house at last and rang the bell only to hear the voice of a tired girl who was her sister.

Isabella could view her sister from inside but Mia couldn't.

Seeing her sister arrive, she ran to the gate and opened it for her. "Isabella!" Mia ran to hug her sister when she entered.

"How are you?"

"Hungry," Mia pouted her face. Gabe had offered food but she was called for by a teacher and she spent more time with the teacher, causing her to not eat some of the food Gabe got for her.

"I'm sorry," Isabella pushed her sister and stroked her face before framing her face with her hands. "You are just so cute," Isabella teased.

"Will I be living with you?" Mia asked. Isabella nodded.

"You have your room, come check it out," Isabella seemed more excited than her sister. She wasn't done with her work but she needed to attend to her sister first.

"Whoa!" Mia wasn't so surprised because she felt comfortable with her life than her sister did.

"You get to sleep on a comfortable bed and you view the world..." Isabella went on and on until Mia stopped her.

"Let me freshen up and join you," Mia said to stop her sister from talking.

"Oh, hurry up so you can eat something," Isabella didn't feel satisfied that she wasn't able to finish her explanation.

However, she left the room to continue her chores.

Isabella had prepared dinner before Luke arrived. She had realized he was home the moment she heard the gate making sounds.

And just as Miranda told her, she went to the garage to welcome him.

Mia was in her room studying and tutoring some juniors online. She still hadn't found a job yet but her friend had assured her of one close to the school.

"Welcome, sir," Isabella reached for his bag and he handed it to her. Isabella expected an appreciation but he just walked in and she followed him to his room.

Luke smiled at every small change he saw in his house and realized his mom never really did much in his house. "You did so much in one day," he faced her at last.

"I wanted to impress you," she smiled with her head down.

"I'm impressed a little. But a massage will improve your attempt." Entering his room, he stated.

"I can give you an effective massage," Isabella followed him in and dropped his bag on a chair. "Ma'am told me to always do this," she said when she began to help him with his tie and shirt.

"You changed my curtains and bedsheets?"

"I realized that you love playing games so I chose these for you," Isabella explained as she unbuttoned his shirt.

"You aren't that bad," he smiled at her genuinely for the first time.

"I'm glad to have reached your satisfaction," she blushed a little and tiptoed to pull his shirt off him.