ESTEFANÍA
Oh, my mother.
I wanted the earth to swallow me for not having hidden my toys. I didn't remember that Joshua could have that scanner-like look and immediately notice things. He had always been like that since I had known him. He was the one who noticed details like that.
Scent of citrus.
I would never see the essence of citrus in the same way again. "I also want to smell like citrus," his words entered my body, subtly tingling my skin. He desired me, and I hated that he made it known to me in such an... erotic way. I would never eat oranges again in my life.
"Do you also want to smell like citrus?" I asked him in a tone so sensual that even I surprised myself. I was unconsciously playing along. I bit my lower lip.
My pulse was racing because of the closeness I was having wi
