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"I will tell you once I will et you at Thomas house" he inford her.

" This is my gift for you…." Saying she left with a gloomy face. He noticed a hurtful expression in her eyes but he didn't want his mother to know about the bike race because the previous year, he had a serious injury to his abdon.

After she left, Adrian took the gift wrapped box and went inside.

" Ad….what is it?" His mom asked him.

" Gift for ….from Katherine…" he said.

He opened the gift box and felt so happy on seeing it. He found a letter in it. He took it in his hand and placed the plant on the center table of the living room. The flowers looked so beautiful and fresh just like Katherine's smile for him.

" Such a nice gift. I think your friend has a good taste" his mother complinted Katherine.

" Mom….she is not just a friend but my girlfriend. We are in love with each other for a few months. " He said to his mother sincerely.

" Oh….my god...my son is really in love. Unbelievable . .Then why don't you invite her inside and introduce ? Huh?? " she asked him holding his ears.

" I will introduce her to you soon. But I am getting late…" he inford her and went to his bedroom. Imdiately, he opened the letter to read.

My love

This is the pre-gift for your success. I trust you with all my heart that you can achieve your dream and all your wishes with your hard work. Even though you are not successful in your work, I will be there with you like a shadow and beco your support. I want to tell you one important thing, If you win or lose in your dreams, my feelings for you will never change.

Do you know why? Because ….I am deeply, crazily and madly in love with you. I love you ...Adrian.

Always your Buttercup,

Katherine

He had a bright smile on his lips on reading the letter. Sowhere he read that only a few feelings can be expressed but a few feelings can be experienced with their heart. After reading the letter, he understood the true aning of it.

He quickly changed his dress and packed his backpack and went to Thomas' house on his bike. He wanted to hug her tight and claim her rosy lips.

Once he entered inside Thomas' living room, he saw Katherine watching TV alone with a gloomy face. He tiptoed and kissed her cheek standing behind him. She quickly twirled her head and glared at him. He understood that she was mad at him as she sent her away from his house. He sat beside her and pulled on his lap.

" Sorry….Buttercup. I don't want mom to know that I am going to participate in the bike race. If she ca to know she will hellbent to withdraw in the competition" he said cupping her cheeks.

" Why?" She questioned looking into his eyes.

" Because ….last year I was injured badly. She was scared about it. You know my mom was sensitive in my matters because she lost my father in my childhood. She loves so much and is very protective of " he explained.

She was scared of hearing his words and pleaded, " Then please don't participate. I can't see you injured "

" Nothing will happen to when I have two won loving so much" he hushed her and kissed on the crook of her neck.

" Okay. But be careful while riding the bike…" she said, hugging him.

" Okay"

" Your gift idea is innovative. I think it will remain forever if I take proper care. Moreover, I love the letter written by you" he whispered in her ears.

He cupped her face and placed his warm lips on her lips. He sucked those petals rhythmically showing her how much he was impressed by reading that letter.

All of the sudden, they heard soone clearing the throat and they both parted away from each other.

" If you want, you can use the guest room but please don't make jealous as I have no girlfriend" Thomas said.

" No one is interested in being the girlfriend of a bookworm like you" Adrian teased him in a playful way.

" Am I looking like a bookworm ? If I propose to you, don't you accept ?" Thomas asked her.

" Why not? I would surely accept you. You are more handso than Adrian" Katherine said to tease Adrian and placed her hand around Thomas's arms.

" What!!!" Adrian stood up from the sofa and pulled her towards him. With the sudden action of Adrian, her soft bosoms pressed to his hard muscular chest. She felt electrified with the closeness and manly scent of him.

" She was just joking dude … take it easy…" Thomas interrupted as he knew how possessive he was for Katherine.

" I want it from her mouth…." Adrian replied, looking at her face. He placed one of his hands around her waist and with another hand he tickled her at her waist as he knew her sensitive spot.

She started wriggling in his arms and pleaded him to stop tickling her. But he did more to her as if it was her sweet punishnt.

" Ad….please…." She begged as it beco difficult her to breathe.

He stopped tickling her and saud with a naughty smirk" Then kiss ….buttercup… infront of my best friend."

While breathing heavily, she kissed on his jaws and whispered at his earlobe, " You are not only handso but also hot"

He felt so delighted with her complint and locked with mouth with his lips. They forgot that soone was watching them.

…..

" Stop it guys. .. We are getting late. …." Thomas said in a loud voice.

" He is really annoying….." Adrian muttered for which Katherine laughed sillily.

…..

….

They trio started to the place where bike races were conducted in Thomas' car to Clanton.. Thomas drove the car whereas they both seated in the passenger seat continuing their romance.

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