Marcel
Marcel was not sure of what it was that gave him goose bumps whether it was the fact that her voice sounded sultry
Or the fact that she had kissed him but whatever it was he was definitely gone and all because of Alyssa.
“What’s on your mind?”
“You.”
There was a brief moment of silence. Then Alyssa chuckled, then her facial expression changed, she looked serious.
“Is something wrong?”
“Don’t you know more about your roots?”
Marcel wondered why she was still on this.
“I do but then i don’t talk about it. Why do you ask though?”
“I’m intrigued and it’s so close to your generation, you probably have sprite blood in you.”
Marcel chuckled,
“Probably but then it doesn’t show.”
Alyssa chuckled too, then she laughed. He liked the sound of her laughter.
It could get unhinged.
