Throughout the meal, Lavin couldn't help but stare at me whenever I spoke to
Natasha or responded to her. Natasha
would always ask and chat to Lavin
about him, but Lavin would dismiss her
right away and wouldn't go into depth
with her query, and would sometimes refuse to engage her.
"Would you drive me home?"
Natasha asked Lavin. She even took a silent photograph of Lavin. Lavin stared
at me, then looked at the camera when
the flash went off, and she caught the
perfect angle of him. Even though how epic Natasha used a flash in her photo,
the result is still stunning.
"I have a meeting to attend to. Just go to Franco."
He explained.
Natasha gave him a sorrowful smile. Natasha smirked and went to Lavin to kissed Lavin's cheek quickly and ran like she was chased by the bea
