Page 99 - Anonymous

"I'm the one that feeds her, so I

suppose she makes the extra effort to

remember me."

“It’s hard to forget you.” He holds

my gaze, and I feel my insides turn to

mush.

“You’re just a charmer.” I scrunch

my nose, and he kisses the tip of it.

“It’s not a lie, though.” His lips

press against mine, the familiar electrical

undercurrent his kisses offer, passing