"You want me to sleepover?" A familiar burst of energy overtook me.
"Yes, but it's your choice. I mean, you don't—"
"What if that strange attraction happens again?"
"We'll deal with it, but i promise it doesn't happen all the time." He assured me, then a smirk grew on his lips, "except you overfantasize about me."
"In your dreams." I rolled my eyes. "I'm starving."
"So you'll stay?"
"Since you insist, yes, I'll stay over." I started walking towards the kitchen, and he followed behind him.
"Great! I have a spare bedroom perfect for you, then we can watch a movie after?"
"Sure, sounds good."
A text popped up on my phone. "Hi, beautiful. This is Blade. I'm so sorry for not texting in such a long time. I lost my contacts, but just retrieved them. Do you wanna grab lunch with me someti
