I blush, combing my fingers through my hair. “I just woke up.” “You’re beautiful,” he stalks toward me. I nod over my shoulder. “You can come in. My dad won’t be home until later on today.” He moves to greet me with a kiss on the cheek and I shy away. “Morning breath.” “I don’t give a fuck.” He leans in and plants a soft kiss on my jaw, lingering while the air grows thick between us.
