Poppy
I just had to kiss him. The rain made his shirt cling to him, and the fact that he defiled me in a dressing room. Oh, this man has me in a hold I never want to escape from.
I helped him pick up the bags as we headed inside. The house was empty, sending an eerie chill over me. I set the bags on the counter as he swiped the water off his shoulders. I removed his hoodie, handing it to him.
“Mmm...” he moaned out as he grabbed it, stuffing his face into it. I couldn’t help but blush as he looked at me. “Smells just like you...” he grinned as I averted my gaze.
“I don’t think I’ll wash it!” He hummed as he placed the jacket on the counter. I cleared my throat, turning toward him.
“Well, I appreciate the date...” I started, he cut me off.
“Date? Oh, am I your boyfriend now?” H
