“Are you ready to go home now?” I asked Dara

“Ok…and Ji…thx for defending me a while ago, too bad I ruined Bom’s night out.” She said with disappointment in her tone

“You should have not come to that bar in the first place…I know you don’t like those places and you are just to kind to decline Noona’s invitation. And Dara I am willing to defend you anytime.” I said to her and it might have caught her off guard

“Ummm…Ji, lets go home now.” Dara said and she stood up brushing off the crumbs from her jeans

I saw some ice cream still lingering on her upper lips

“You still have some ice cream on her lips” I told her

She looked around for some tissue and she can’t find one in her purse and when I saw her in a dilemma how to clean her lips a sudden urge force me to do something  unexpected…

I held her chin…and she looked confused at my sudden boldness

“Let me clean it for you” I told her and I kissed her…

I kissed her tenderly and off the ice cream on her lips

“There all clean” I told her trying to looked calm

I didn’t know what I was thinking…I just saw that I would be a good excuse to kiss her…I hope she won’t get mad.

“Ji…Do you have a handkerchief?”  Dara asked me

“Yes…let me get it..” I told her

“Then you should have given it too me a while ago you pabo…” She retorted cheekily

“Sorry…I hope you won’t get mad” I apologized to her

“I’ll let it go for now Ji…c’mon let’s go home, it’s getting really late.”

We hopped inside the car and started our drive home…and just when we are in front of the entrance in the residential area…

My car suddenly stopped.

“What happen Ji…why did we stop?” Dara asked me

“I’m not sure…I checked everything before I went out and I filled it full tank, I wonder what’s wrong with this car” I said

“Then why is your gasoline meter is blinking empty?” Dara said

I looked at the meter and indeed it was showing empty…

“How in the world could that be?” I said wondering what happen with all the gasoline I put in this afternoon

“Lets just walk Ji…there’s no gasoline station near this place” Dara said as she went out of the car

I followed her and locked I checked if the doors all properly locked

 (*** Plan 3…initiated: A man called Top out Jiyong’s gasoline)

“Dara…c’mon, piggy back ride!” I happily told her

I used to piggy back ride her before…whenever she whined that she’s tired of walking, I would carry her in my back.

“It’s ok Ji…I can walk and besides my house is only a few blocks from here” Dara refused

“I don’t think so Baby girl” I told her

“What did you say?” She asked

“What? What did I say? Did I say anything wrong?  I said you are not walking with that high heel