I need to kiss you so badly. One of those kisses where I’m pressing against you as much as possible and my hands are in your hair and moving down your back, clutching to you in any way I can, kissing you as deeply as possible and thinking you’re mine, mine mine.
”well, because no one else cares to talk to you, obviously.”
“Maybe because, the last person who talked to me like this got slapped through next week. Now are you here for something or you’re just gonna keep bothering me?”
oh, the mockery painted on her face. ❝I wouldn’t have a single doubt about that, sweetheart.❞
❝and no need for the attitude. I am well aware you’re not a fan of loneliness. I suppose this is the appreciation I get.❞