“Do you want me to act jealous?” I ask. He gives me a lopsided smile. “Perhaps a little. Couldn’t hurt, could it?” “Tristan,” I whisper as I fall into role-play. “Yes.” “I thought we had something special. How could you do this to me?” He bites his lip to hide his smile. “That’s more like it.” “After all we’ve been through, I thought I was the one,” I whisper. He smiles broadly. He likes this game.
Period she ate that okay roleplay
