Remi
Cullen took me to a cute little pizza place near the theatre. I wasn’t focused on food though; I was focused on everywhere his hands touched me. I wanted nothing more than to get lost in him.
“Do you want me to order us something?” he said quietly in my ear. I nodded, biting my lip. He gave me a small chuckle and we went to the counter. When he was finished ordering for us, we went to sit down. Cullen led me to a corner booth, and we slid in. Someone came by the table, leaving drinks and walking away without saying anything. Cullen’s hand found the little bit of skin above my knee where my dress stopped. He traced his fingerings lightly over it, sending heat coursing through me.
I felt his breath on my neck. “Doing okay, love?” he asked seductively in my ear. I nodded my head. I
