K.
"Baby."
"Stop it." K ordered, extremely annoyed - although she was feeling warm and jittery all over.
Jesse leaned his back on the closet and crossed his arms over his chest. "So, um, listen," he pondered, as if deep in thought.
K was now putting on a jet-black matte eyeliner over eyelids. "What?" She asked mindlessly.
"So you've spent some nights here," he started, being careful with his choice of words. He had already given it a thought over breakfast, and now might be the perfect time to say it while K was super occupied putting on eyeliner. "I just thought, maybe -"