K.
Aina
he mumbled, his lips almost grazing hers, their thighs and knees touching with their proximity.
"Are you saying okay or are you guessing 'K'?" She asked, her lower lip was now pressed on Jesse's cupid's bow - leaving him wanting for a kiss. His groomed mustache felt ticklish.
"I guess I'll just say both," Jesse breathed, their gazes still locked together.
"'Kay," she echoed.
"K?" Jesse grinned as the realization struck him. "Is it K? Your name?"
Cobalt blue nodded, her mouth curved into a beautiful smile. "K."