"You see I don't mind getting a hug from a hot man but may I know the reason?" I questioned him in confusion.
He broke the hug but still kept me in his arms. In detail if I have to tell you then his broad hands were circled around my small waist. I am wearing a crop top so his hands are burning my bare skin!
"You're the first one to wish me happy birthday tonight" he smiled sadly.
"But party?" I asked in confusion. Didn't he invite people to his birthday party? How come they didn't wish him?
"It's all about the party. Free alcohol and free food" he teased me but his smile didn't reach his eyes. I know that feeling very well. My eyes became blurry with the tears. I tried to blink them away and chuckled "You really have bad taste in people. You should have invited me instead of them. At least I appreciated the food and cake!" and this time he smiled genuinely
"I know right? my bad"
"It's not too late. Let's celebrate your birthday now. I am always ready for a cake" I grinned.
"Haha you're obsessed with that cake! By the way I made that cake myself. I know I'm too handsome for a cook but yeah I'm a professional Head Chef" he said proudly.
"What?" I asked in disbelief.
"Yes"
"Wow I never met any handsome chef. This is my first time. Can you make me something yummy to eat?"
"Do you still have space in your stomach after you devoured all the food in my house?"
"Not all food" I scoffed.
"Just kidding. Come let's go out. You said you wanted to celebrate my birthday" he walked out of the basement with me following him.
"What do you want to do?" I asked.
"I don't know. I never really celebrated my birthday" he shrugged casually. That's really sad. How can he say that so casually?
"If you don't mind me asking then why were you hiding here in the back? When it is your own party?"
He stopped walking and looked back
"A Rich guy. Rich parents. We have time to make money but no time to make our child happy and when that child rebels they ship him to another country. He rebels more and becomes a chef and comes back and does not handle their business so they stop talking to him thinking their child is out of help. So they him and he hates them back and then the rest is history"
I don't know how to reply to that so I keep my mouth shut.
"Speechless? Nah I like when you talk" he chuckles and starts walking again but instead of going in back to party he takes a left turn which leads to a private beach. He wasn't kidding when he said he's loaded!
"So what's the first thing we are doing?"

What Am I doing here?