A playboy like you

Chris was going berserk because Suzy was nowhere in his sight. Running his fingers through his silky smooth brown hairs, clearly showed his frustration.

'Damn Suzy… where the hell did you disappear!!!' he cried inside his heart.

Chris bent and supported himself on his knees, exhaling deeply.

Beads of sweat were trickling down from his forehead, tracing down his thick brows forewent to clenched jaws, making their way down to his long neck and stopping at the unbuttoned midline of the chest.

Some girls even stop by to check out the celebrity-like handsome guy appearing in their town fair.

Running through the entire area with failed attempts, he stood rooted at the spot to catch some breath.

Every time he approached a girl similar to Suzy, his face got dimmed upon learning the reality.

He took out his cellphone and was about to dial Arthur's number to get his help, but then only his actions halted midway.

"Uncle?"