Heart Hunting novel Chapter 11

As the sun sets, the sky becomes suffused with a bright pink, and the breeze is cool and refreshing.

Poppy refuses the dinner invitation from her colleagues in the office and walks out of the building alone. She prefers to have dinner alone rather than having dinner with a group of strangers. Maybe it's because of her habit, or because when she's alone, she doesn't need to be vigilant and can relax her brain.

Her experiences in New York are still fresh in her mind. In those days, she lived with trepidation, and it seems to have become a habit to be vigilant at all times.

That time becomes an indelible mark of her life.

Arno went out to see his client in the afternoon and doesn't come back. Without this free driver, Poppy can only choose to take a taxi back, but unexpectedly, an expensive Maybach stops steadily in front of her.

Poppy is familiar with the car, and Jeremy's introduction to the car seems to reverberate in her ears. Poppy raises a meaningful smile.

Kenny lowers the window, and he seems uninhibited. "Lawyer Poppy, nice to meet you again." He says.

Poppy puts her hands around her arms, her long fingers flicking rhythmically on them. She says, "but I think, it's not a coincidence, is it?"

Kenny looks at the beautiful face that is covered by the setting sun twilight. Even if her eyes are rendered by the warm light, the sense of trenchant in the bottom of her eyes can't be melted. "Of course, it's not a coincidence. I come to pick you up on purpose. Get in the car." Glenn says.

Poppy hesitates for a moment. She has a little calculation in mind. Her first goal is Ethel, and obviously, Ethel's weakness is Kenny.

Poppy thinks of Jean's eyes of interest when she mentioned him...

When her plan is finalized, she calmly gets in the car, buckles her seat belt and says frankly, "I wonder where my future brother-in-law wants to take me to? Restaurant? Or...hotel?"

After getting into the car, her beautiful eyes slowly fill with a light of ambiguous. She now is quite different from the aloof beauty standing in front of the car.

Kenny is focusing on driving. And he is stimulated by her flirting words. "To somewhere where I can have both you and food." He says.

Poppy pretends to be surprised and gets close to him. The faint perfume invades his breath and begins to stir his sensibility.

When waiting for the red light, he looks at the little demon in front of him. They two are close together, so he can see the crafty light in her eyes more clearly.

"No matter how determined a man is, he can't resist the temptations of the demon many times." Glenn says. In Kenny's eyes, Poppy is undoubtedly a little demon. She is beautiful and charming, but he will never forget her toxicity, such as the poppy poison, which will invades your nerves little by little, and finally makes you fall into the hell.

"Kenny, do you mean that I succeeded?" Poppy boldly gets more close to him. She slowly reaches out her fingers to touch from his arm to his chest, and then descend little by little, and her red lips gently approaches him.

Her coquettish and flirting begin to disturb his breathing.

Her hand moves down little by little, and gets close to that sensitive and mysterious area. Her eyes are charming and tender, and the smile on her face looks meaningful.

Just as she pulls his crotch open, Kenny presses her soft hand and says, "you're being a little out of line."

She didn't fail to see his sliding throat. Poppy takes back her hand and strokes his sexy Adam's apple. And her soft voice makes his heart shake. "Kenny, I think your body is more honest than you."

Kenny replies, "I think you're trying to set yourself on fire." His eyes darken and his voice becomes hoarse.

Poppy says, "Then let's see if the fire is worth it or not."

As she finishes, Kenny stops the car steadily at the same time. After removing the seat belt, he gets close to hold her back head. He is almost close to the tip of her nose. His cool breath is sprays on her face, makes her have an unspeakable feeling.

"I dare not comment on other men, but I bet...you will never forget mine."

With a click, he helps her unfasten her seat belt. "Get out of the car!" After saying, he is the first to step out of the car.

Everything happens too fast. Poppy never thought he would be hooked so easily. Since she is ready to seduce him, she will never flinches.

They go to an upscale western restaurant. The manager of the restaurant hears of his arrival, he enthusiastically leads them to the private room.

Poppy looks around the luxurious and romantic private room, and comes to the conclusion that it is just as he said, he can "eat" both her and food here. But she...will not do what he wants.

"Mr. Murphy, please wait a moment. We'll serve the dishes right away." The manager says.

"Okay." Kenny responds indifferently. He looks back at Poppy who is sitting on the sofa, and then goes to her.

The manager is so considerable. He closed the door when he left the private room. And it is more convenient for Kenny to do what he want .

Just after sitting down, Kenny rudely presses Poppy on the sofa. In this posture, the predominant power is held by men. Poppy is not angry, she hooks his neck and says, "I haven't had my meal yet. I can't bear to exercise so soon."

"Why, when it becomes real, you feel afraid?" Kenny wants to see how brave she exactly is.

"Afraid?" Poppy chuckles and replies, "there is no "afraid" in my life."

"Then let me have a taste of your unforgiving little mouth..."

"Knock knock..." before Kenny kisses Poppy, the uninvited waiter comes again.

Kenny is a little annoyed, and poppy pushes him away naturally. "My dear brother-in-law, I think even the god is pitying your body, so we'd better fill our stomach first before we do the physical work!"

Kenny goes back to his seat and says coldly, "come in."

The strong smell of gunpowder in the room makes the waiter feel that he might just be in the line of fire. He puts down the red wine and leaves in a hurry.

In the following time, even if Kenny wants to do something again, he has no chance. The waiters who serve the food go in and out one after another. Kenny has to keep to his supper.

Poppy takes a sip of the red wine and looks at Kenny's slender hands. She says, "Kenny, you hands can cut the steak so evenly. I wonder how many times have they touched women?"

Kenny is stunned by her sudden teasing. When he comes back to his senses, he finds something moving under the table. Poppy's naughty toes are touching his suit pants. He says, "Should I regard it as that you are so eager, or you're fascinated by my charm?"

Kenny finally gets to know her intention. She tempt him constantly, but every time she is able to stop properly, which makes him so desired.

Poppy relies, "Kenny, you have such extraordinary confidence." Her smile disappears. She puts down her feet, and begins to enjoy the dinner quietly.

Everything comes in so hurried that it seems not true.

He looks up at her again, Poppy's face has recovered to chilling. Kenny frowns and thinks about something, but the phone rings at that time.

He looks at the name, then softens his voice, "Mom?"

"Kenny, where are you? Who are you with?" Mrs. Murphy's voice is a little loud, and the atmosphere is too quiet, which makes it difficult for Poppy to ignore the voice. Facing his mother's question, Kenny understates, "I'm eating."

"With which little fox?" Asks Mrs. Murphy. It has to be said that Mrs. Murphy's intuition is accurate.

Kenny is really staying with a sly fox. He laughs, "Mom, since when did you start to pay attention to my private life?"

At this time, Poppy is almost full. She sits down and picks up a silver fork to feed him fruit.

"You're my son. It's normal to care about your life. Ethel has been waiting for you for a long time. Hurry back." Mr. Murphy finally points out the purpose of her call.

"I see. Bye."

"Hang on, is this what your attitude to your mother?" Kenny wants to hang up the phone, but Mrs. Murphy doesn't give him the chance.

"You gotta give me time to finish my meal, doesn't it?"

"Hurry up! Beep...Beep..." Mrs. Murphy hangs up unceremoniously.

Kenny puts down his mobile phone. He holds Poppy's hand, and strokes her delicate skin with his long fingers. "You are so lucky today. Next time, I must enjoy you carefully."

"I'm waiting to try your size!" Poppy gives him a mischievous smile and winks at him.

Kenny hums, with a determined eyes. Next time, he will not let go of this little fox.