Chapter 227-1
Not A Small-Town Girl
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"Weâre done here," Danielle said, stifling a laugh, casting a quick glance at Davidâs pitiful eyes.
"Want to go play bumper cars?" she asked.
David, though he didnât get the praise he was hoping for, nodded eagerly. He grabbed her hand and led the way toward the bumper cars.
Suddenly, Danielle leaned in close to Davidâs ear and whispered, "Youâre really good at taking photos. Awesome. From now on, Iâm entrusting all my best shots to you." And with that, she planted a quick kiss on his cheek.
Davidâs ears immediately turned bright red at the unexpected affection. He was caught completely off guard, and a bit shy now. "Okay," he replied, his voice a little flustered.
Oh, so now heâs the shy, innocent boy, huh? Just moments ago, he was all smooth talk. Danielle couldnât help but enjoy teasing him.
Not missing a beat, she leaned in even closer, her breath soft against his ear as she teased, "Do you like it?"
David froze, his whole body going stiff. He pressed a finger to his lips and coughed awkwardly. "I do," he said, his voice barely audible.
"How much do you like it?" Danielle asked, her other hand mischievously tapping his Adamâs apple.
Davidâs blood rushed to his head, his throat tightening as he quickly grabbed her hand. His eyes sparkled with a playful yet intense gleam. "A lot. How about we test it out? Hmm?"
She grinned, feeling a thrill run through her. This man had no resistance to a little teasing. With a sly smirk, she stepped out of his grasp, spinning away. "Canât keep up, huh?"
David chuckled, his eyes full of mischief. "Well, why donât you try again and see if Iâm still not up for it?"
Danielle blinked innocently, not falling for his trap. She wasnât about to walk into that one.
"Youâre amazing, arenât you?" she said with a teasing grin.
"No, no. Itâs just that... youâre really tempting," he shot back, a little flustered.
She couldnât help but laugh at how playful he was, especially since he was so smooth when he wanted to be. But now, it seemed he was on the receiving end of all her playful banter.
"Alright, letâs stop all this flirting. Weâre at an amusement park, after all," she said, trying to steer the conversation away.
David raised an eyebrow. "You donât want to play any more? We can keep going, you know. Just say the word."
"Well, fine, Iâll play with you," she said with a little smirk. "Letâs go."
And so they found themselves in the bumper car area, each hopping into their little cars.
"Iâm a pro at this," Danielle said, gripping the wheel with determination, her car speeding off with a little squeal.
David, his long legs bent awkwardly as he sat, gave chase, his car zooming after hers.
Back in the surveillance room, the amusement park manager and staff were watching the screens in disbelief.
"Hey, when did our bumper cars start going this fast?" one staff member asked, eyes wide as he watched the cars zooming around.
He had no idea that he was witnessing a little race between David and Danielle, who were driving their bumper cars like they were in a car chase. Sparks practically flew off their cars.
"Isnât it obvious? Thatâs the big boss. Even driving bumper cars, he makes it look like heâs driving a luxury car. Too cool," one staff member muttered, giving a side glance to the manager.
"Look at them go. Theyâve got chemistry, huh?" another staff member chimed in.
Danielle whipped her car around a corner, heading straight for Davidâs vehicle. "Here I come!" she shouted.