“Pearls suit you,” he says, breathing on the quick side. “I’ll put a string on your neck every now and then.” I cup his face and steal another kiss, hooked on the fluttering of my heart when his tongue teases mine slowly. He breaks away first, stamping a sweet peck on my nose. “That’s our friendship officially ruined.” “We were never meant to be friends. You wanted to fuck me on day one, but you changed your mind halfway through the evening, remember?”
