"Then? What about my favorite dishes? You didn't know that, right?" Ayana asked back with panic in her eyes since Luca was right in front of her.
Ayana's hand was now touching Luca's chest, keeping him from moving forward, and pinned her body. She desperately tried to divert Luca's attention.
Ayana felt Luca lower his head, and her heart started to race. She cursed her stupid heart for reacting like that. Making her like a girl who was crazy about love. She unconsciously lowered her head and closed her eyes.
"Your favorite dish is salad with peanut sauce. Your favorite drink is Camila tea. You don't like salty fish and coffee," Luca whispered in her ears.
Ayana shivered when she felt his breath in her ears.
Although she quickly opened her eyes when she processed the man's words. She was stunned when she found the man's face was so close to hers.