He dropped me off at the dorm in a quick, kinda rushing manner. It’s broad daylight, lunchtime, and if anybody saw him, or even recognized his car, it could have turned badly.
I pecked his cheek quickly, said thanks, and reached for the door handle on my side to open before he held my other wrist and pulled a little. I looked at his face and smiled.
“Yes?”
He pulled again to gesture me to get closer, smiling, then kissed my lips for a few moments,
“Thank you.”
“For what?” I answered with a little questioning eye.
“For spending time with me.”
I smiled before replying, “Thank you for the dinner too. And this hell of a hamper.”
He smiled back widely, a little lighter on the expression and the usual mischievous glint in his eyes slipped a little. “At least you don’t have to think about buying body care and maybe makeup until the end of the year.”
“More like, the end of NEXT year, I predict.”
He smirked. “The
