*SARA*
I trace a finger down his chest, a smirk tugging on my lips.
“I would,” I tease. “Scream so loud…”
A pause.
My jaw locks. “… That the guard outside would rush in and punch your nose multiple times that it’d look like burst jelly for the rest of the year.”
Whim!
He pulls away from me and staggers back immediately, the stupid grin on his face vanishing.
"G..Gua..Guard?” he mumbles.
I throw my head back and laugh. Hard. That I feared my throat would go sore.
“You… You should see your face right now,” I say in between laughs, barely able to breathe. “You look like you've just seen a ghost.”
He mumbles something under his breath and tucks his hands in his pockets, grunting. “So you walk around with guards now. You scared I’d do something to you?”
I scoff, rolling my eyes. “O
