Dallie’s cheeks flamed. “Y-you? M-my boyfriend?” she stuttered. “Would you mind telling me… Why…” She paused, and he waited. She shook her head.
“What? You don’t want me to be your boyfriend?”
She cleared her throat, jutting her chin out. “In the Philippines, you can’t just ask a girl if she wants you to be her boyfriend.”
Grégoire’s eyebrows rose. “Hmm. Then? What am I going to do, so that I’ll become your boyfriend?”
She clamped her mouth for a moment. His focus transferred to it. “You have to do a lot of things before you get the girl.”
He groaned and chuckled. “I haven’t got you yet? After what I did to you?” he teased, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
Dallie couldn’t help but blush. But she had to stand her ground. If he really wanted her, then she had to do it the right way. T
