I wrinkled my nose at his words. It was confirmed that he was completely zany and this was unacceptably eccentric.
I stood up, waving a hand over his face to make him knock sharply out of his daydream. He was discernibly zoning, and any gullible person could tell.
"You're kidding me, right?" I tittered, used my palm to slowly rub his face alluringly, shaking my head in disagreement. He seemed to feel esteemed at my touch because he immediately shut his eyes, swimming into the embracing pool of pleasure he was deriving from it which caused me to instantly reclaim my hands, generating a grimacing glare from him.
He withdrew his hands from the table, creasing one arm over the other with a dissaproving smirk. "Eve, don't you remember what Caramel said about your living condition and how she
