Being held so tightly by him, Julissa felt flustered. She mumbled, “How can you just say ‘not going hungry’? That’s just the basic survival standard! We need to eat well…”
"We," Scott repeated her words, a teasing smile playing at the corners of his lips as he leaned in closer. “So, you’ve thought about living with me?”
Julissa blinked at the man so close to her.
Inside her mind, a voice was screaming.
His voice, his gaze, that dangerously handsome face—it was all shaking her already weak resolve.
She wanted to tell him: Not only have I thought about living with you, I’ve even thought about how many kids we’d have…
Beep—
The fridge let out a loud warning sound, alerting them that the door had been open for too long.
The noise snapped Julissa back to her senses. She quickly slipped
