When I realize, I gulp down my throat, my eyes twitching and all. Licking my lips, I take note of how he looks at me while smoothly gliding through the door and disappearing out of my sight. Papa was happily enjoying his toast dipped in coffee and I was happily running towards my room.
Quickly shoving every article and clothing off my stupid bed, I grab my phone from the bag and as expected, there was a text from Zayn.
[Hey sweetheart]
[I'll be back home by 1:30]
[Expecting you to receive me...]
And a few emojis
Taking down the information, I begin to giggle while sending him a series of messages.
[Of course darling~]
[I'll be in my bed]
[Waiting for you with lubes]
[Drugged for ya~]
Oh boy, I could already hear him chuckling so hard from the distance that I bite down on my lip.
