BRYAN'S POV
"Are you blushing? Seriously, aww," she cooed sweetly, and I laughed.
"I'm not blushing," I replied, looking away.
"Oh please, it's very obvious you were blushing because I said you had your hands all over me," she whispered.
"I didn't even tell you how your fingers felt in my..." She trailed off.
"Laura," I interrupted my heart racing. This girl makes me feel so different like I've never experienced intimacy before.
My cheeks heated with a blush as I remembered how intensely I was moaning during our make-out session last night. I groaned as my discomfort grew.
"You shouldn't be telling me that unless you want a replay of what happened," I cautioned, and she laughed.
"Let's have breakfast together," I declared, and she smiled.
"I'm sorry I ruined your attempt at being
