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“Zhander . . . We’re going to play volleyball. Why don’t you come and play with us?” Saoirse was about to embrace Zhander’s neck. She was tall as a model, so she didn’t need to tiptoe.
Zhander smoothly escaped her clutches and grabbed my hand. “I’m sorry. Not today. I’m on a date with Little Stela,” he said in a monotonous voice with a hint of warning.
Saoirse gaped at Zhander in disbelief, and she snapped her pretty head at me while raising her eyebrow.
I smugly held my head high and crossed my arms to raised my breasts up in secret.
“Zhander, I didn’t know you’re a babysitter now. Why don’t you bring Estela along too so you can keep an eye on her?” Saoirse said and shot a smirked my way. “I’m sure she doesn’t mind, right?”
She then gave Zhander a sweet smile.
Some girls snickered while some wiped away the cold sweat on their forehead, looking all nervous, shifting their gazes like saying they were not part of this whole charade.
I pouted and was about to attack her when Zhander pulled me closer to him.
“I’m not babysitting anyone. Estela Fay is my girlfriend.”
. . .
. . .
I repressed the spreading of my grin with no such luck when Saoirse’s jaw was about to fall on the ground. Shocked was written all over her face.
Zhander then pulled me away, leaving the stunned people behind.
. . .
. . . my girlfriend.
. . . girlfriend.
Couldn’t contain my happiness, I hugged Zhander’s waist while I giggled nonstop.
Zhander was taken aback but quickly recovered as he gently patted my head.
“Tehehehehe. I like the sound of girlfriend. Why don’t you say lover~ while you’re at it?”
Zhander patted my forehead and smiled. “Don’t push your luck.”
He then placed his arm around my shoulders and led me forward while I was embracing his waist.
“Do you want to swim?” he asked.
I put my finger on my chin, thinking. I imagined different scenarios playing under the dangerous water where no one knew what naughty things we were doing under its depth.
I nodded my head.
“Zhander~ hold me tight, okay~. I don’t know how to swim,” I lied while embracing Zhander’s neck, gluing my body to his.
“Little Stela, why don’t I first teach you how to swim before we even go near the deeper parts?” Zhander said as he tried to gently detach my screwed hands on his neck. His cheeks were red while his eyes were shifting left and right.
I pursed my lips and let him have his way.
“Little Stela, you have to flap your feet some more,” he said, laughing when he held my two hands and pulled me while I was flat on my stomach, floating in the ocean.
I pretended to flap my legs like a fish out of water.
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