There Is Only One You! 23 Hope We Never Meet Again!

He got out of the water and started to put on his clothes.

Ira was still dazed and was staring at the man's who was oozing out s.e.xiness. He noticed that he was being starred at, "Save it for later. Anyways we will be seeing each other often." and casually stretched out his hand to help her out of the cold water.

Ira blankly stared at the man, "I can get out myself. I don't need your help!". After telling him off, Ira tried to get out of the pond. The mud was so slippery and she couldn't get anything to hold on....

She tried a few times and failed miserably...

He smiled at how cute the girl looked, when she is being head-strong. "At this rate, I don't think you will be able to come out on your own. Why don't you just accept my help?"

He knelt down with his hand facing her. His long, wet, brown hair fell on his shoulders lightly. Yes..... Yes, he looked hot! Totally her type!

Staring at the hot thing before her, Ira couldn't help but gulp down her own saliva!

His eyes were mesmerizing. No women could possibly be immune to it. Ira immediately turned her head and avoided his hot gaze.

'Am I in some kind of romance drama! What is this situation? Oh G.o.d! I don't have any other chance, but to accept his help!'

Ira slowly stretched out her hand towards his. He instinctively held on her hand and pulled her up. Ira slipped again and fell on top of him. They both were surprised. "Oh... I see you would like to skip all the procedures!" and smiled at her naughtily.

"Wah... What the h.e.l.l do you mean? I just slipped." Ira defended herself and immediately moved away from him.

He chuckled, "Okay... Okay, I got it. Anyways I have to go now. See you later, Ira." He turned around and walked away.

Ira was stupefied. She never introduced herself to him. So how could he know her name and not to mention, he called her name so casually, as if they were close with each other.

"Arg... I don't know anymore... I don't care. Wah what a jerk! I hope I will never see you again."

Ira was still wet. The air at the night was too cold that she started to s.h.i.+ver. "I better go back in and change into a set of warm clothes."

....

Ira couldn't help but think about that guy she met. She thought, she couldn't sleep, but instead she slept like a log.