One Night Tragedy's
The Part 18

Whether the decision is right or not, Brennus moves away by eating a lot and using his hands anyway. Now Dakota feels a big stomach, when only four were successfully spent.

Usually only eat one portion, it is already very full. What's more now, it's more like just going to explode.

Dakota felt unable to hold anymore. Too full. The hull is so crowded. The more forced, he actually wants to vomit. Just want to swallow hard.

Brennus had already finished with the steak. He bites like a greedy human. Even licking the scraps on the finger for Dakota to see that they were equally disgusting, there was no distinguishing caste.

The man raised his eyebrows. “Why? Full already? Want help?”

“Do not talk to me first.” Dakota raises her hand. Brennus is very noisy. He tried hard to drink so that nothing stuck in the throat.

Needless to ask for help, Brennus already knows that Dakota is unlikely to run out. “I'm still hungry, share, yes?” Pull three plates at once. Then, it is as gluttonous as the way the woman eats.

Dakota's plan to keep Brennus away didn't seem to work. Intentions want the man to ilfeel with his behavior. It turns out that now he is surprised. The leftovers there are all spent by humans that should have been avoided.

“Other times, use another way if you want to make me not like you.” Brennus rubbed the corners of his lips and hands using a white cloth provided by the restaurant.

“Ah .. so you already know I mean,” murmured Dakota. It was as if it was relaxing to face him.

“At the same time you are weird, liked by handsome, rich, loyal men like me, but do not want.” Brennus stands before. “I'll pay.”

A chance to escape, Dakota hurriedly grabbed the bag and stepped wide towards the exit. “I should be ashamed of being caught, or how? Why is it like shying away from debt collectors like this?” Every now and then look back to see if Brennus was chasing or not.

Now he is confused where to go. The office? Definitely followed. Going home? Still working hours. A walk? The mind is all work.

“Argh ... troublesome course,” umpat Dakota while feet stomping the streets roughly.

“Already, just walk, the important thing is to avoid the man.” Dakota heading zebra cross. Crossing over.

Traffic sign lights turn green for pedestrians. Dakota is ready to cross the highway to get across there.

Only half, suddenly felt there was a hand holding without sin.

Dakota's face didn't look happy. It is frustrating and stressful. Exhaling very hard.

“Please, can you not go away? Why now keep interrupting?” This was already a request that Dakota considered very gentle. Although mixed with annoyance as well.

“Of course not,” reject Brennus.

“Why? Why are you trying to get close to me? The old feelings were not like this. We will only meet when it comes to work.” Dakota wanted to pull his hand, but the man's cheque didn't feel a little loose.

Right across the road, Brennus stops and releases Dakota. “You don't remember the events of that night?” Though he was always imagined endlessly, a second was not forgotten.

“What events?” Okay, Dakota just pretended nothing ever happened to get things done right up there.

The streets are crowded. They must be blocking people who want to pass. Brennus also pulled Dakota to be more pulled over. “Sini.”

They were standing in front of a building that belonged to no one, no matter who it was.

“You forgot? Then I will remind you. That night you were drunk, then in short, we made love. I took your virgin,” explained Brennus with a deliberately slightly suppressed intonation.

“Oh ...” The Dakota reaction.

“Oh? That's your response?” It was Brennus who did not accept it.

“Then, how to? It's happened too. Angry with you, is that it?”

Brennus' head felt heavy to get such a casual answer. Until the hands rub rough hair due to frustration. “You should take responsibility with me.”

“I don't want to,” reject Dakota.

“Why is that? Though I was very prepared if you demanded to marry you.”

“Indeed why should there be a reason? Refusing just can't be? I just want us to forget what happened that night. Think it never happened, and sort it out. Our lives are living as usual.”