"Why are we here?" Mich.e.l.le eyed the sign for the waterpark .

"You told me that you're fine anywhere . Here we are . " Riley was about to open his car door .

"B-but . . . I . . . I can't . . . "

"Don't worry . They also have swimwear for sale . " He smiled at her and took a single step out to descend from the car .

She grabbed his arm . "That's not it . I . . . actually, I . . . "

Riley patiently waited for her to finish what she was saying .

"I have my period today . " she whispered as she looked down .

Riley had a hearty laugh . He stepped his foot back into the car and closed the door .

"Why are you laughing so hard?! Argh! Guys will never understand!" She crossed her arms over her chest .

After calming himself down, he said, "I'm glad it came . "

"Whwhat are you talking about? How could you be happy about something like this?"

He chuckled . "After we did it, I was really worried because we didn't use protection . I was actually contemplating on how to handle the new when you tell me . "

"So, have you thought of what you would have done?"

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As Midori watch Dan cook in the kitchen, her phone rang .

"Niisan . " She picked up immediately .

"Doko imasu ka?" Masaichi's voice was stern .

Midori looked at Dan who also turned around when she answered the call .

"I'm at my friend's place . I'm sleeping over . Do you need my report for today? I can email them tonight . "

Masaichi did not reply for a while . Then he sighed . "I'll expect the report tomorrow . Keep yourself safe . "

"Awww . . . the devil in you is worried about me . " she teased .

"Manta is really worried about you not coming home . " he replied, then immediately hung up .

Masaichi sent a message . "Mom, did Midori really got back together with him?" Then he stared at his teacup blankly .

On the other hand, Dan had successfully concocted a spaghetti puttanesca with anchovies and olives . The sauce was freshly made with tomato chunks . He also made medium roasted lamb chops and opened a bottle of sweet red wine .

Midori did slow clapping movements with her hands . "Not bad . But this was a Spanish restaurant . Why Italian?"

He smugly took the plates of food and strode away .

She got up from her seat and went after him .

As they reached a cozy dining area with red brick walls, he placed the food carefully on the table and began arranging plates and utensils from the cupboard .

She shook her head in disbelief while smiling .

Then he pulled out a wooden chair with floral cus.h.i.+on . "M'lady . . . " He flashed her a smile .

Midori took the seat offered and observed as he poured out some wine into her gla.s.s . "Thank you . " She had a teasing smile .

"My pleasure . " His toothpaste commercial smile appeared again .

She started to enjoy the food as they ate .

"Hmmm . . . CEO Zhou . . . this . . . is not bad . Not bad at all!" She was chewing .

Dan laughed at her remark, then he saw some sauce at the edge of her lower lip . She has the tendency to have these stains near he lips when she eats foods with sauces . This was because her lower lip was plump in contrast to her thinner and more defined upper lip .

Just then, he wiped the sauce off her face with his thumb, reaching across the table .

Midori was surprised by the sudden gesture and she blushed . Her face contorted more into disbelief as he licked off the sauce from his thumb .

"What are you doing?!"

He looked at her with a straight face . "What? Should I have just licked it directly off of your face?"

She glared at him but blushed even more . Then she sliced on her lamb chop in annoyance . She stuffed food in her mouth as if she needed an excuse not to talk back .

He poured some more wine in his own gla.s.s and drank some as he looked at his amusing wife .