Zane
I held her hand as we walked back into the house.
Her hands were cold and her fingers were crusty.
I hated when she was not in the right mood, i hated seeing her flare up over something light and i what i hated the most was the way she reacted because i asked about her sister.
She sounded insecure.
And i would not blame her, Liv was literally the direct opposite of her.
My two years of dating Sabrina, i have never seen her sway her ass the way that Liv swayed hers.
Liv was the thirsty version of Sabrina. The version that i wished she was whenever we made love behind closed doors.
The slutty version, the version that loves to take control and do whatever she wanted with me.
But she was not like that, she never even wore see through shirts or shorts that looked like underwear.
