Chapter Eighty: Eyeing The Promotion

They decided to go to the parking lot to get some fresh air, and to get away from the noise and from the crowd...

“So, tell me... Are you trying to get all of our attention by dressing up like that? ” Kei asked, out of the blue.

Amaia instantly got annoyed by Kei's impertinent question.

"Why, is it a crime to go to a party wearing a dress like this and have some fun? And why are you asking me this kind of question?" she bombarded him with questions.

"Alright, you don't need to answer my question. I'm sorry if I offended you with my question..." Kei apologized right away.

"Well, I'm not really comfortable with clubs, anyway. I'm going back home." Amaia stated in a matter of factly tone.

“And who says I’ll let you go home?" Kei suddenly asks her.

"W-What do you mean?" Amaia asked back, while anxiously looking at Kei.

"I helped you awhile ago, remember? And now, I'm expecting something in return." he mysteriously stated.

Kei's voice is so sexy, and it made Amaia's knees weak like jelly