"Uh." Grace Smith didn't expect him to be so cunning.
"If you rest and sleep tonight. Tomorrow you should be able more energetic to come over." He said.
He was really good at making her speechless.
Heinz Jones said again, "You choose, either to meet me now, or you will accompany me for a day tomorrow."
"If you meet me now, are you sure you won't touch me?" She implored.
"You agree?" He was a little excited.
"You have to promise me that you will just come to see me tonight," she said.
She thought that if they were together for a whole day tomorrow, she would be dead exhausted, and it would be better if they met each other now.
"Anyway, they won't be doing "that"." She thought.
"Okay, I'll go see you," Heinz said.
"You can't come upstairs. Let's meet in front of our apartment gate," She suggested.
"Okay," he said.
To Grace's surprise, 20 minutes later, she received a phone call. In her pyjamas, she put on an extra sweater to find Heinz downstairs. She zipped up her sweater tightly, just in case.
When she arrived at the apartment gate, she saw a luxurious 7-seater car parked there.
She didn't really think of it, so she took out her mobile phone and asked, "Where are you? Why don't I see you?"
"I sae you." The man's voice was hoarse and mesmerising .
The next second, the sound of a car door opening was heard.
Grace took a closer look and saw Heinz getting out of the car. He was wearing a dark- coloured silk formal shirt, standing by the car. He was under the street light, looking like a celebrity under the stage lights, which was so dazzling to the eye.
He looked at Grace, with a phone in his hand and said, "Come here."
Grace's heart trembled. She put down her phone and walked towards Heinz.
She felt more and more nervous with each step she took.
Did the situation they were in now resemble a romantic scene from a TV show?
They had not seen each other for just a few hours, but it felt like three years apart.
She was getting closer to him.
On the contrary, she was very embarrassed. She put the phone in her sweater pocket, looked at him and said, "You don't sleep this late at night, is it really good to torture yourself this late?"
Heinz's eyes met her's and never let go of her gaze.
"Life is a torture. I definitely feel like tormenting you."
He had come with a reason that was not this simple.
"I'm really tired and want to rest, but it's really not appropriate for me to leave in a hurry during afternoon." Grace smiled and said, "Now that you've had a look at me, can I go back now?"
"Grace." Heinz said, "You are very disappointing."
"Then why did you still come to see me?"
He squinted and scrutinised her for a while, then said, "Get in the car."
Grace took a look at the 7-seater car, which was neither ordinary nor luxurious. He had used another car to come and see her again. It was so late in the night, and she was very worried.
But Heinz's eyes were sticking to her as if full of desire to consume her, which made her feel timid.
She pursed her lips and whispered, "Well, what's the matter?"
Seeing that she did not cooperate, Heinz immediately frowned, grabbed her by the arm, and dragged her into the car.
"What are you doing?" She shouted.
"Get in the car first." He said in a deep voice, opened the door in the passenger's seat and shovelled her in.
Before Grace had time to say anything, the door had been closed, and he also went around to the driver's seat to open the door and come in.
She looked at him. Before she could say anything, a dark shadow appeared in front of her, pressing against her to stop her from speaking.
All of a sudden, her heart started racing.
This was a meeting that really could take away someone's breath.
Especially in the night, it could take a person's life.
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