“You promised snacks,” he reminded me. “I said there were snacks. I never said they were for you.” Leon growled playfully, eyeing my chocolate bar with intent. “Besides,” I added. “There’s no way I’d be hand feeding you even if you could convince me to share.” “Oh c’mon,” he whispered. “I’ll suck your fingers.” “That’s not appealing.” “Fine.”
This mf reminds me of Seth
