“It’s just my father. I’ll call him back later,” I said, wrapping my arms around Noah’s neck. “I’m kind of busy right now.” “Oh really? I guess that means you want to kiss me again.” “That wouldn’t be completely terrible.” “Wouldn’t be completely terrible? You could give a guy a complex with talk like that,” he said. “Maybe I need to practice my kissing.” “Hmm. I think you might have to. But it could take a while.” “Well”—he grinned—“I guess we better get started.”
STAHPPPPPPPPP THISIS MAKING ME TOO DELULU:( ;sob;
