KABANATA 29

“Text Gregore you’ll be late.” 

I looked at him through the rear-view mirror. “I cannot do that, young master.”

His eyes narrowed and he tsk-ed.“It’s raining hard. There's heavy traffic. We're stock.” He said it, as a matter of fact.

Matagal kaming nag titigan bago ako nagpasyang palabasin ang phone at sundin ang sinabi niya.

Sakto namang pinadalhan niya ako ng mensahe. Bumuntong hininga ako.

From: Young master (na dating Irish’s ngunit pinalitan ko naman)

Where do you want to eat our lunch? Which restaur