Caleb walks back and forth in front of the counter so naturally. If I don't live here, I would have thought he does.
Perhaps it's the residue hormones talking but he looks so hot in our kitchen. With his bare back exposed, I can see the flexing of his muscles whenever he moves.
My luck definitely peaked when I landed on him. Probably used up too.
Come to think of it, it's our first week together. And earlier was the first time we did it since we started dating. And I rushed him.
Well, there's always next time. It may come faster than I'm assuming. Not that I mind.
"Stop staring, it's making me conscious." He whines, giving me a quick side-eye look. That just inspires me to stare more.
"You're literally a celebrity. Don't people stare at you 24/7?"
"No. And they're not my girlfrie
