Hunted By The Player
ther. My mom says business is going well and that this summer they will finally
cessive shopping sprees at the mall,
online, I'll use it to distract myself from thin
y Instagram. Same as usual, the usual people. Wow, some people are really living it up with their fancy vacations
an apartment, especially since I'm in Barcelona. I spread a towel under a tree and lay down. And just
me, how
st jumps into my mouth. How does he ha
e and reply casually. "Oh, hi Hun
u doing?" he asks in so
hing myself. What about you and your girlfrien
have a girlfrien
er. He then pauses before continuing, "Would you li
ually asking m
DA
Hun
t process
n, Selena, I think, mentally patting myself on my back. I pretty much am acting
them. So, if you want to like to go ahead and dine with me, you should know the truth," he replies v
y, being equally cockish. Two can play this game for no
harp," he says Looks like he is one of those p
something social?
just the two of
eart attack. Hmm dinner... alone. Even so, I don't feel confident.
o much. As I choose my clothes, I realize I don't have many choices to choose from. Tha
trim. I pair it with high heels. It is almost time for the appointme
the bedroom in a hurry to answer the door, but of course
atrina says, enjoying the anxie
ff by smiling back haughtily.
en as he gasps and says, "Wow, you look absolutely beautiful." This time his voice i
isn't all dressed up. I had always seen him in a tux at well-known, red-carpet ev
t. He has not dressed for gossip magazines and blogs today. He is dres
the elevato
im. I am inquisitive to see w
eplies, "You need to
at a restaurant, as he had mentioned dinner somewhere in his attempt when asking me out earlier today. On our way, he asks me about my parents, my age
ant it is in his life. It looks like he fought a lot for it. It got me thinking. First impressions might not be the final impressions. The medi