As I walked into the dining room, I carefully placed the cup of milk on the table, trying not to spill a single drop. Then, I made my way over to Remy's side, where I snuggled up close to him, sitting comfortably on his thigh. I leaned in, pressing my lips deeply against his, feeling a rush of satisfaction.
As we broke apart for a moment, Remy looked at me cockily like one about to pull up a stunt on me. "Mmm, is it fine if you miss school?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
I gazed back at him, feeling a little surprised by his question. "You care about my studies?" I asked, my voice tinged with amusement.
Remy's expression turned mischievous, and he uttered, "I want you to ditch school more often to have more s*x with me, if it's possible."
I couldn't help but burst out laughing a
