"Hey? What are you doing here Peter?" I asked, confused.
He was standing in front of my doorstep looking oh so cute. Okay, where did that come from?
"Can I come in, Angel?" He asked, smirking, looking down at me. His hands were inside his jeans.
"Oh... Yeah, sorry about that. Come in" I suddenly said, a little embarrassed about my rudeness.
I stepped aside the door to give him the way to go in and when he was totally inside, I closed the door behind me and looked at him.
Cheska was not here today, she went to the mall, and I don't know what she was doing there.
I gestured to him to take a seat and he went to the long sofa and sat down while I took the beanbag right beside him.
I cleared my throat and looked at him. He was looking at me seriously and that's why I suddenly felt nervo
