Do you still love me?

Carl's hands were in his pockets with his chest out, looking so serious and arrogant. Arrogant in a sexy way though.

"Why did you ask me to meet you here?" He asked Anne

"Because I wanted us to talk… I hope I didn't ruin the mood between you and your new girlfriend?" Anne said.

"Just tell me what you wanna talk about?" Carl said. He wasn't ready to start an argument with Anne.

"Why did you hire a private investigator to stalk me," She said.

Carl's lips were slightly parted with surprise.

'How the hell did she find out?' he asked himself in his head. He had no idea that it was Dexter who had told her.

Carl would've pretended like he doesn't know what Anne was talking about but it seemed as if Anne was sure of what she was saying like she had gathered enough facts.

He'd definitely look like a fool if he tried to act clueless.

"Was that why you called me here?" he said to her.

"Yes! That's why I called you here. So tell me why you hired a private investigator to stalk me?" Anne said in a serious tone, trying to match his toughness. One of the reasons she called Carl here was to keep him away from Cassandra that was why she had to come up with something reasonable to talk about.

Carl paused for a while.

He didn't want to tell her the truth about why he hired that PI. The last thing he wants right now is to let Anne know that he hired a private investigator to protect her because he still cared about her. He has no idea that if he had told Anne about his motive, she would jump into his arms because she still cares for him.

"Not until you tell me why you asked Richie to give me a cake that almost caused me to die in my sleep," Carl said, also changing the subject.

Anne's eyes widened with shock. "I... I don't know what you're talking about" She stuttered. She trusted Richie not to tell Carl that it was her who baked the cake but how did Carl find out?

Well, Carl isn't dumb. He knew that cake was Anne's cake from the moment he saw it.

"Of course, you know what I'm talking about. I knew that was your cake and I know you put something in it. What were you planning to do to me huh? You wanted me to have it so I could die in my sleep?" Carl questioned in a husky tone.

Anne's heart skipped with fear. Little did she know that Carl has successfully redirected the focus on her. He was intentionally doing this just to change the subject.

"I was only trying to help you heal from your insomnia, I didn't mean any harm to you I promise," Anne said truthfully.

"Well, I didn't ask for your help. I'm fine with having sleepless nights. It shouldn't be a bother to you" Carl said firmly.

Anne sighed softly as she felt her heart squeeze. She was hurt that Carl would rather have sleepless nights than let her help him.

She didn't mean to interfere in Carl's personal problems. She was only trying to help him have a good night's sleep and not to kill him obviously. Carl was only exaggerating the whole thing and it made Anne feel sorry for herself.

"And if you'll excuse me, I was in the middle of something," he said turning to leave.

"Why are you having dinner with her?" Anne voiced out to Carl and he halted his steps.

"Are you doing this because you love her? Or you're doing this just to spite me," She said and that was why she called Carl to meet her here in the first place. She desperately needed answers to know if Carl was truly interested in Cassandra.

Carl turned to face her. "you should know that not everything is about you," he said.

"Of course, it's about ME! I know you're only doing this to get to me. How can you say you love me and move on to the next girl just after TWO WEEKS? It feels like everything was pretense or you never loved me in the first place" she said vehemently.

"I never pretended!" Carl snapped. "Everything I felt for you was real, I loved you but you pushed me away remember? So what could I do? Continuing acting like a simp so you can keep playing me like a baseball? Allow me to move on okay? And I want you to move on too,"

Anne fought the tears that were struggling to seep through her eyes. She still regrets why she pushed this man away because of her insecurities. She couldn't be more angry with herself. Carl used to be head over heels for her but now, he's telling her to move on.

"I.. I didn't play you, I was only scared you'll break my heart once I get emotionally attached to you. I was scared you'll hurt me just like Carlos," she said.

"I didn't have to suffer for what someone else did to you. I'm fed up with you thinking I'm just like him," Carl said.

Anne knew Carl was right. Just because Carlos broke her heart doesn't mean Carl would do the same and she didn't have to hurt him emotionally because of what Carlos did to her.

"You're right and I'm sorry for making you feel that way. But you, moving on with another girl just after two weeks, Isn't it too much? How did you..." Anne delivered a shaky sigh not able to complete her sentence.

"...Carl I don't want you with her or anyone else, I want you for myself and that's how I feel," she said, staring deep into Carl's orbs and Carl felt his heart throb at what she just confessed.

Anne walked closer to him and cupped his chin with her both hands and with teary eyes. Everything she was pouring from her heart was true and all she wanted was for Carl to believe her.

"I want you back in my life Carl, I want us back… Please don't turn your back on me," she pleaded.

"Anne please stop. I can't do this anymore" Carl said softly, taking her hands off him.

Anne bowed her head and used her index finger to wipe the tears in her eyes. She has never been in this situation before which is begging a man to stay in her life. She was clueless about what to do and what to say to convince Carl that she loved him.

She is not used to rejection instead she is always the one who rejects men who wanted a relationship with her.

"Carl, do you still love me?" Anne seriously asked Carl but he kept quiet. He didn't want to answer her question.

There was a moment of silence between the both of them meanwhile, Anne was hopelessly waiting for Carl's response. She needed an answer because she wanted things to be clear between her and Carl.

Seeing that Carl was reluctant to answer her question, she clutched the collar of his shirt with both hands without breaking eye contact with him.

"Do you still love me? ANSWER ME!!" She demanded.

Carl and Anne were a few inches apart from each other with their eyes remained locked on each other. Anne's heart was racing widely and so does Carl and they were both feeling a tension building up between the both of them.

Carl stared down at Anne's plumpy red lips that were always calling him to taste them whenever he was staring at them. His hands suddenly went around Anne's neck and before she knew it, he crashed into her lips and kissed her.

He couldn't hold it in anymore. That pride that has been keeping him away from Anne was totally gone. He couldn't resist her this time and he kissed her.

Anne shut her eyes tight as Carl's lips met her own and feeling his tongue in her mouth made her wrap her arms around his neck and hurriedly sucked on his tongue like she had few seconds to do so. Besides, she has been waiting for this moment for a long time now. She didn't want to let go of Carl and neither did he want to let go of her.

The kiss was so strong like they were pouring their whole emotions into it.

Carl's hands traveled down to her waist, and he held her tightly like he was scared she'll disappear again. They both felt an adrenaline rush as they were relishing every moment of the kiss.

The kiss got intense as Carl nipped fiercely on her lips and Anne was reciprocating everything with the same amount of pressure not caring about anyone who would see them. They missed each other so much and now that they're together, they don't want to let go of each other.

They were so lost in the kiss that their feet started moving slowly. Anne was the one moving backward and before she knew it, her back hit something making them pull apart from the kiss to catch their breath.

Anne looked back and saw that her back met the wall. After discovering that it was just the wall and nothing serious, she turned her head back to Carl and saw him gasping for air. He looked so seductive and his eyes were filled with so much desire and determination.

Anne was seduced as she watched Carl gasped for air. She closed in on his lips and kissed him and they began sucking on each other's tongue but suddenly, Carl parted lips with her.

Anne looked at Carl with a confused expression, wondering why he stopped all of a sudden. She tried to kiss him again but he tilted his head to the right.

"No," he said under his breath,

"This isn't right," he whispered, breathing hard.

"Why? I know it's not wrong either," Anne said breathlessly, with her chest heaving up and down.

"We should stop… I came here with another woman," Carl said like he was beginning to regain his sense of reasoning whereas Anne still hasn't come back to her senses. Her head was still lost in the cloud.

"I don't give a fuck Carl, kiss me!" She said to Carl with so much lust in her eyes.

Carl couldn't help but lock lips with her and kiss her passionately. He completely screwed the fact that Cassandra was still at the restaurant waiting for him.

Their bodies were pressed together heatedly against the wall, breathing heavily as their tongues were fighting for dominance. Carl was savagely kissing her lips till Anne was finding it difficult to breathe and she ended up moaning in his mouth.

She felt her body tremble at the way Carl's hands were massaging her waist softly and she started wondering in her head why he wasn't out of breath yet.

"mm... Carl.." Anne moaned his name in his mouth trying to alert him that she needed to breathe.

Carl pulled back and Anne gasped for breath. Although she still wanted more of Carl regardless of her trying to catch her breath. She wanted to kiss him till she could no longer feel her lips.

Carl stared at Anne with a feeling he has never felt before. All he wanted right now was to explore her and please her.

Carl raised both her hands above her head and sealed them with his left palm while his right hand tucked the few strands of her hair that were partially covering her alluring face to the back of her ears.

During all that, Anne's heart couldn't stop pounding. She wanted more and so does Carl. Carl claimed her mouth and kissed her wildly again while his right hand circled around her tummy.

Anne felt her knees becoming weaker and her legs shaking. She tried to balance herself by wrapping her right leg on Carl's hip but she failed because of how weak her legs felt.

With their lips still interlocked, Carl got the message and used his right hand to lift her leg and place it on his hip to support her lightweight and also to feel his hard-on.

Anne groaned softly as she felt his hard rod poking her. She was so turned on and she tried to release her hands from Carl's grip so she could pull him closer but her hands felt like it was secured with strong chains. Carl was just too strong.

Carl was so lost in the passion but as he felt Anne twisting her hands, he released her hands immediately and parted his lips from her. He stared at Anne's flushed face and her alluring lips that were as red as cherry.

Now that her hands were free, she let her fingers run through Carl's hair, caressing it while Carl started showering kisses on her neckline. He sucked on it gently and Anne was gladly receiving the pleasure by letting out soft moans.

Her hands found their way to his bare chest since the first three buttons of his shirt were loose and slowly, her fingers reached his nipple area. Carl groaned as he felt Anne's thumb rubbing his nipple. Their make-out was getting too intense and he didn't want things to escalate more than this.

Carl pulled back from her and Anne saw that he looked really serious right now and that serious look on his face made her gulp.

"We should stop, I mean it this time," Carl said to her.