Missy POV
“What are you doing?”
Adrian is staring up at me like a deer caught in headlights, then he grumbles, “Oh, now you wake up.”
Of course, I woke up. I thought I was having a dream of someone tickling me all over. My feet, my stomach, my butt. I didn’t expect to open my eyes and see Adrian writing all over me with a marker.
“What are you writing on me?” I sat up slightly, looking down at my body. Adrian still has the sharpie pressed to my breast.
“Property of Adrian?” my voice rose as my sleepy mind finally comprehended what he was doing. “How old are you?”
Adrian pouts, the stupid marker is still pressed against my breast and the way his eyes are flickering down to it, I know he is debating on trying to finish what he started before I blew up on him.
“You better not. Why
