Make a Habit Out of Kissing You
Anastasia was practically dying of embarrassment as she buried her face in her hands, but now that
everything was out in the open, she had no choice other than to accede to reality.
Just then, her phone rang. She picked it up and glanced at the caller ID, wincing when she saw Nigel’s
name. She was far too flustered to put his call through.
“Answer it,” Felicia encouraged before walking away to give her some privacy.
Anastasia took a deep breath and picked up the call. “Hey.”
“My fair Lady Tillman, so you have indeed left me for my cousin!”
“Please stop teasing me about this,” she begged exasperatedly.
Nigel chuckled. “Who would’ve thought that my walking iceberg of a cousin could be so passionate
when he’s with you?”
“Nigel,” she warned.
“Okay, okay, I’ll stop. I only called to congratulate both of you, and I’m really happy for you guys as well.
I wouldn’t have allowed any man other than Elliot to be with you,” he pointed out playfully.
“Thanks,” she said. This was quickly followed by a panicked, “Hey, you didn’t show Jared the pictures,
did you?”
“The pictures are a little PG-13, so of course I didn’t show them to him,” he replied matter-of-factly.
Anastasia’s face grew hot. “You can’t ever let him see those pictures!”
“I know, and I won’t. He told me he wants to stay over at my place, so I’ll pick him up this afternoon and
bring him home. That way, you and Elliot can get some much-deserved quality time.”
She felt bad for saddling Nigel with babysitting duty and said, “I don’t want to impose on you, Nigel.”
“It’s not imposing at all. You know how much I adore the little guy; he brightens up my day like no one
else!” Nigel was already treating Jared like his own nephew.
“Okay, then. Thanks for offering, Nigel,” Anastasia said. She felt like she was asking too much of him,
but nothing else mattered as much as Jared’s happiness.
“There’s no need to thank me. Just go and capture my cousin’s heart before some other damsel comes
and snags him! He’s a popular catch, you know,” Nigel said jokingly and hung up the phone.
Presently, Anastasia propped her chin up with one hand. She couldn’t focus on work, so she held her
phone and scrolled through the pictures before blushing. She knew that these were candid shots, but
she still couldn’t believe that Elliot looked good from every angle, and she was flustered to see how her
face lit up while they were kissing. I look like I’m enjoying his kiss a little too much, she thought.
She scrolled down to the comments section where the netizens had erupted into a frenzy. Without a
doubt, she had become the object of everyone’s envy as heartbroken women announced that they
wanted to die after seeing the news. Some even went so far as to call Elliot their husband, though that
was more comical than anything else. I didn’t know he had tens of thousands of admirers, Anastasia
mused.
A laugh escaped her at the thought of that. Life would be meaningless if she couldn’t appreciate the
humor of this situation.
When noon rolled around, Elliot called her and suggested that they go out for lunch. She did not turn
him down, and the both of them headed over to the restaurant next to Presgrave Corporation.
After lunch, Elliot offered to give her a tour of Presgrave Corporation and his office. Given that she
wasn’t in the mood for work, she decidedly went along with him.
She found herself standing in the company building, which was a landmark in the central business hub
of Averna. It was also known as the building of all buildings in the area.
This was the first time Anastasia had dropped by Elliot’s office in Presgrave Corporation. As expected,
it boasted a stunning view of the skyline and masculine decorations. It gave the illusion that it was built
above the clouds when it really was just the pinnacle of a skyscraper. She had a feeling that it would
still be bright and sunny here even if there was a storm brewing over the city.
“Do you like the view?” Elliot murmured as he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.
She nodded and said gently, “Yes.”
“You can drop by anytime to have coffee and take in the scenery,” he offered in a husky voice.
She sensed something dry and cool press against the back of her ear. He had kissed her there, and
she quickly shrunk away from him as she grumbled, “Do you make a habit out of kissing people at the
most random of times?”
He straightened up and eyed her solemnly as he corrected, “No, I only make a habit out of kissing you,
randomly or not.”
This made her heart flutter, but at that moment, she heard his phone ring and prompted, “Go and
answer the call.”
He returned to the desk and picked up his phone. “It’s my grandmother. She probably saw the
pictures,” she said.
Anastasia gasped and quickly put her finger to her lips as though to shush him. In low, hushed tones,
she urged, “Don’t tell her I’m here.”
Elliot raised a brow in amusement, and at the sight of the anxious look on her face, he answered the
call and put it on speaker. “Hey, Grandma.”
“Elliot!” Harriet sounded elated on the other line as her bright voice filled the spacious office. “Is it true?
I’m not dreaming, am I? Are you and Anastasia officially dating now?”
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