Tangled by lies
I rolled my eyes and took another sip while he chuckled, picking his flute as well from the cup holder, and raised it to his mouth.
“Tesoro.” He said. “Hmm?” My eyebrows rose up. I was now weirdly used to my new name. “Have I told you this?” he asked, I furrowed, “What?” He leaned forward, his hands on the armrest and his face an inch from mine. I sucked in a breath, blinking. He then raised his hand and played with the loose strands of my hair, his fingers grazing the side of my face. He moved closer, titled his face to the side, so now his lips were grazing my ear. His hot breath tingled me.
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