He is a Nymphomaniac - Chapter 757

“Arghhh!! Leave me. You idiot.” Mia frowned looking at the boy and pulled a strand of his hair causing a pinch on his scalp.

“Ouch!!” the boy frowned and then speedily walked towards the edge of the pool. “You dare you to do that again and I will throw you in the pond Mia.” The boy spoke in annoyance looking at the girl.

“Haha! You cannot.” The girl chuckled and then once again pulled a strand of hair from his hand.

“Mia!! Stop it. I will really throw you. As it is you have not taken bath from several months.” The boy laughed loudly looking at the girl and then wrinkling his nose as if the girl was stinking.

“How dare you!” the girl gasped in shock and the punched the boy with much more force this time.

“Woahh!” The boy lost his balance and fell on the bridge while the girl was instantly rolled down in the water causing a loud splashing noise.

SPLASHHHH!!!!!!

The man for a few seconds was stunned to look at the falling girl and then could not help chuckle looking at her. He did not men to actually throw her in the pond and spoil her attire but now he was enjoying the view. “Hahaahaha… hahaha…”

“You idiot.” The girl instantly tried to stand up, and looked down at the water in much horror. The pond was not too deep and the girl was trained to swim across a turbulent sea, so this was nothing as compared to her skills. But the girl was now swimming and looking at the boy in much repulsion. “Are you f.u.c.k.i.n.g insane. I don’t believe that you actually threw me in water”

The boy did not reply but was instead literally rolling on the floor laughing. “Hahahah! To be honest, I never intended to throw you in water. I was just trying to scare you but now I think it was a pretty good idea. You look amazing.” The boy chuckled getting on his feet dusting his hands and clothes. ”

“Now help me come up.” The girl looked at him and held out her hand.

“Really? Why should I?” The boy folded his hands across his chest not holding the girl’s hand.

“And you think I cannot come up by myself?” the girl frowned looking at the boy with challenging eyes.

Claira was now fuming in anger and she walked quickly towards the boy trying to intervene. She was not liking how the boy was now fully concentrated on her without even giving Claira a second look. From the time Mia had entered the boy’s entire attention was towards the girl, without even once looking at her. “Baby, why don’t you help her?”

“She does not need my help. Do you Mia?” Olive held out his hand and then once again held it back as soon as Mia was about to hold it.

“No I do not.” The girl rolled her eyes, swimming closer to the bridge. She quickly held the bar of the bridge with her hands and with one quick jump; she was already standing on the floor of the bride. “See I told you. I do not need your help.’ The girl was standing outside the boundary wall of the bridge and was now about to step inside when her high heels slipped a bit and she was about to stumble when the boy quickly sprinted towards her and encircled the girl in his arms looking at her with worried eyes.

“Mia!!” he shouted gasping in shock. He pulled her closer to his body, encircling her even more strongly.

The girl was left stunned at the closeness with the boy and the boy quickly lifted her up in the air and made her cross the railing of the bridge carefully. “Are you alright?” the boy had till now held the girl in his arms, looking at her from head to toe.”

“Yes.” The girl nodded her head in a yes was a little flushed at the proximity to the boy’s n.a.k.e.d body as she herself was pretty wet and her dress felt very heavy as if falling downwards. She quickly held the top of her dress, and prevented it from slipping downwards.

The boy looked at the conscious girl and then turned to look at Claira. “She needs to change her dress, I am taking her inside”.

“Yes baby. And I was anyways about to leave.” The girl walked and then kissed the boy on his cheek. “Good bye” she smiled at the two of them and then walked towards a black colour BMW parked in the extreme corner.

Claira was now fuming in anger at the boy’s attitude. She could not help but notice how protective and caring he was towards the girl. ”Is it just because he is her childhood best friend or is it something more and the boy is not aware of it? Why did he not tell me to help her with her clothes? Instead he himself took her in his arms as if the girl would be more comfortable in front of him, if her dress slipped. ” Claira sighed and then once again turned to look at the two of them.

Olive was now slowly taking the girl inside the hut and then girl was tightly clutching the dress with both her hands feeling a little embarrassed. The boy was now not even joking or making fun of her and had serious look on his face as if the girl’s comfort meant everything to him. “Does the girl like him? Or am I thinking too much? I wish I could stay back but I had already told him that I was leaving and it was then he told me that this girl is coming to met him. Strange! They do not look just like friends.” Claira whispered and then seated herself in the car in much anger as the two of them entered the hut and Olive closed the door from inside, again not even looking at Claira even once.