His' (+18)
“Why don't you package them for me? I’ll have them all tomorrow at the warehouse,"
"Really?” Her eyes lit up. “You won't give them to the workers?"
"Nope," He replied, a hidden meaning behind his next words. “I don't share what's mine,"
Sophia blushed and moved closer to him, standing on her toes to peck his cheeks. “I love you,"
"Gattina,"
{"Kitten"}
"Don't you feel the same way about me?” She asked, her eyes searching his. “Didn’t you always love me?"