I Think, I Love You
Comfortable place

"Stop texting, or you block me" Shania stood on her arm with an angry look. His eyes looked at Jere with annoyance. While the one in the face only smiled ignorantly when he found out who was reprimanding him. Jere took a breath, then leaned his athletic back against the back of the sofa. Yes, the canteen here is quite luxurious so that for food there is also a soft seat. Jere then took a sip of his orange ice which was only a quarter of a glass left, then turned to face Shania who was sitting in front of him.

"You didn't return my message, so I did it until you responded" he said, then put the electronic object out of his grasp.

"Why does your face turn pretty when you're upset?" the question then, wanted to feel like Shania threw her bag in the face which she thought was very upsetting. While Jere linked the thumb and forefinger of the right hand and send, squinting and as if photographing Shania's face in one square frame.

"I want to go home"

"I'm inter"

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

"You should come home with me" Jere's voice turned heavy, very different from his attitude just now. Shania was silent for a moment, as her eyes looked deep into Jere's eyes, The boy showed his dominant charm, Shania could feel there was an indisputable tone from Jere's Voice.

"I know Tom called you" Jere got up from his seat and leaned over to Shania, bringing his face closer, so that his breath could sweep the fine fur of Shania's face "Don't meet her first" he continued, then she pulled out Shania's hand and left the canteen.

"Jer, this is none of your business!" Shania grumbled but she kept on following Jere. The man remained silent until they got to his car.

"You've always been my business" Jere replied haughtily and encouraged Shania to get in the car.

"You always act as you like" Shania still grumbled, she put up the seatbelt furiously, even many times she was striking but never attached.

Jere did not say much to get close, helping Shania's hand to get the seatbelt attached, while Shania followed what Jere did to her hand, he tried to act ordinary even though it was a little different if it was close to Jere like this.

"I'd rather you get angry at me, than see you crying over that fucking guy" Jere said, his hands twirling around the steering wheel just now.

"Who is crying?" Shania tried to evade. He threw his face into the streets filled with motorcyclists, the sound of honking, solid hours coming home from work, so stuck everywhere. In the distance there, on a large LED screen by the roadside, a pair of humans were both embracing, laughing like happiness just theirs. Jeremy, the man was advertising a couple product with his coworkers, of course the woman was beautiful, sexy, smooth, tall.

"Ah naturally she's a model" sissed Shania faintly, not even jere could hear her

"So, when did you buy me?" Jere took another appointment.

Jere's voice made Shania turn her head, watching Jere's face still focused on his toys, This guy is a shitty guy all over town but this guy is also the most universal understanding. It was this black haired man that always had the hard moments of Shania.

"I'm handsome, right?"

Shania regained her senses, she slightly clumsily found herself staring at Jere and subconsciously praised the man inwardly. ****!

"You hear my question?"

"Yes, tomorrow" Shania said briefly, she did not want to have a long conversation with Jere, the man was not a suitable man to talk to, she would break every sentence of Shania with her dominant swag words.

"OKs. We're going straight home"

Now that Shania was asleep in her soft bed, Jeremy the boy could not bear to wake the tired body of Shania, that was without saying anything he carried Shania to arrive at his apartment unit, Shania only bounces half unconscious. This stubborn girl seemed to have returned feverish, her body heat creeping into the nape of Jere, warm. Not hot anymore, hot.

"You're stubborn" Jere said softly while sticking a compress on his forehead. She covers the weak girl with her thick blanket after she takes off Shania's work boots.

Time showed at 8pm when Jere glanced at the wall clock, outside it was seen rain and lightning lit through the glass window of Shania's room. Jere no wonder, the end of the year is not it the rainy season?

This man surnamed Davies got up, stepped towards the curtain that had not been perfectly closed. Then pull the tip to the end so that the lightning does not disturb him, then open his shirt leaving the shirt, he will shower first so he can sleep soundly.

Now Jere took his place and also lay down next to Shania, before long he was closed. Shift with her beautiful dreams. Even the sound of thunder and lightning striking could not disturb the deep sleep of two human children in that one blanket. They're too sound. Until they embrace each other, sharing the warmth in the most comfortable embrace.

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Irene woke up, the noise outside the house was quite shocking. His sleep was interrupted because a series of thunderous thunder like it was going to smash the sky. He lifted the blanket and walked down from the bed, took a pause and twisted his fine wavy hair and stepped out into the kitchen. He felt thirsty and hungry, evident when he reached the kitchen he opened the refrigerator and took a few pieces of cake then sat in the pantry and enjoyed his meal.

Tomorrow, he has officially become the head of the company. Replacing the position Jere should have occupied. The man was not interested, he chose to remain in the world of models rather than business. While Jean is Jere's sister, the boy is going to study abroad after his graduation exam this year. Until Irene was the last choice to manage it. It'sit's okay. This is the trust he has to carry.

The smooth eel was wrinkled, Since this afternoon Jere did not show his nose at home. Out of curiosity, Irene stepped into Jere's room, knocked on it but there was no answer.

Irene grabs the door handle intending to open it only and turns it in the key. Hm.. Irene nodded to realize something, As Eve said that Jere sometimes lived in the apartment, the boy always spent time alone when the haunting muddled. Strange indeed, a plain man like Jere was upset. What was he thinking?

Irene went back to her room, tomorrow she would take her brother breakfast before leaving for the office. He smiled and went back to sleep.

While at Shania's residence.

"Y....!!"

"Papa..!"

"Sttt!" Jere woke up, rubbing Shania's head to calm her down.

Shania is delirious, as is her habit she often mengingau like this. Dreaming of people he loves most, including the name of someone Jere hates.

"Tom..!"

Jere shook Shania's shoulder to wake up, this woman always looked weak when recalling her past. This is why Jere always chose to stay when Shania was sick, accompanying, hugging to give the most comfortable place to keep Shania protected.

About 5 minutes of Shania chanting, during which time also Jere there to calm Shania. Until the girl returned to sleep as before, Silent, desolate only a subtle snoring filled the room. Jere sighed, then put Shania's head in her arms, Yes she hugged Shania by giving her shoulder. I swear, there's no more comfortable place than here.

"I'm there for you" Jere hugged Shania.

The phone rang, at midnight who called? Jere chose to ignore it, but instead of stopping his phone just kept ringing. With a heavy heart, Jere let go of his embrace to Shania and got up to his feet looking for her phone on the table.

"Hallo"

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