Trapped with a Doctor

"Fine, " Arvin replied. How could he resist laughing? He embraced her tightly, lowered his head and kissed her on her deliriously tantalizing lips.

Before Angela realized what was going on, she was being spread out languorously on the ottoman. Arvin's desire was fomenting, and he was expecting more. Angela suddenly grasped his bold hands, embarrassed and blushing red. "No..." she said. "Enjoy the noodles."

Reminded by Mandy, Angela was already aware of what Arvin wanted to do by observing his reactions. There was something vaingloriously attractive in the way he hulked above her biting his bottom lip.

She knew what Arvin wanted to do exactly, but she dared not... After all, he's not her boyfriend technically.

"Hum." The man answered in a low voice. He held her small hands tightly to alleviate his vigor.

Angela felt her hands hurt, but was not scared. She withheld her peals of irritation from the pain.

After a while, she heard him saying in a hoarse voice, "Angela. Don't fall in love with me..."

Angela's body gradually became stiff. "Why?"

"I'm afraid I couldn't give you the life you expect." But, despite himself, he was committed to trying on that front.

She glanced at his body sideways. Angela asked, "But do you know what I really want?"

She was pretty sure that Teresa was right and Arvin was indeed in love with someone, but it was just... not her.

Arvin didn't say anything this time. He stood up from the sofa and helped Angela up. "Whatever you want, I will try my best to give it to you."

"..." Angela gave him a hard bash on his shoulder. "You are so annoying. Arvin. I really hate you! You bastard!"

Why did he stop her from falling in love with him? Why was he in charge of everything, even her heart? What if she had already been in love with him?

Arvin eyes fell soft at this sight of her. He held her hands tightly with his thumb touching her joints tenderly. "Yes. I am an annoying bastard."

Wasn't he? He knew that the future might be tough, but he just couldn't help holding her in his arms step by step.

pride. "Hum. Big wing. You are such a narcissist! I've got so many wooers! You are certainly

Her proud armor had too many chinks, and one

little girl, so

" he admitted, "since you have a pretty face, I bet there must be many men chasing after you." He was tender when saying the first half of this

air became full of delight in the apartment because of this

saying things like this, she became more arrogant. "Of course. When I was in school, there were many boys chasing

thought of the way she treated her wooers,

her head with ardent tenderness in his eyes.

Angela forgot the birthday noodles she had made until she saw him walking towards the dining

noodles were already cold.

table before Arvin arrived. Then, she carried the bowl to the kitchen and

getting cold, and heating was not a solution. In order not to make Arvin think the noodles she cooked tasted bad, she

seen the birthday noodles

from her hands. Then, he returned to the dining table, uncovered

It's cold..."

he swallowed a mouthful of noodles, Arvin didn't show any reaction. Instead, he nodded and said, "You're as

was this ruse? Was he complimenting

noodles I cooked are delicious, but maybe we should heat them up

of noodles, he glanced at her and Angela immediately realized what he was trying to say. The

chin. She wished to photograph this moment so that she could make it truly indelible from memory.

would never be tired of watching him like this! Every move of his was so incredible. How could Arvin manage to be

noshed up the whole bowl.

tissues to him.

smile, and he suddenly wanted to have some fun with her. "How about you do

"What?"

man twitched his good-looking mouth slightly, signaling her to

he meant. She stared at Arvin, pretending to be irritated. "You big wing! How dare you. Okay. You want me to wipe your mouth,

body towards him. It all

some tissues and wiped Arvin's mouth very languidly, because she had never done this before. She was afraid of marring