Puck me. I’m yours
Marcus chirped from the side, but loud enough for the mic to pick up every word he vomited out.
"Come on, Carter, be a man and tell the truth," Marcus pressed further, his hand slightly pushing Chloe aside. I let out a mocking laugh. For weeks she'd gone MIA; now I see why. She looked the same to anyone who didn't know her better, but Chloe's lips looked fuller; well, I'd say they looked a little more like mine now. Pathetic.