His After One Night
“Why would I be in love with you? You are not even my type.”
“Well, that’s too bad.” His eyes slowly flickered between my lips and widened orbs. “You are exactly my type.”
“Huh…” I was too flustered to find a response. So, I gave up on replying.
“Let’s get you inside.”
Eduardo, who had been quiet, chuckled behind us and said, “You guys should shoot a movie. It might flop, but it would be fun to watch.”
“Shut it. Eduardo,” Alessandro spat and at the same time, his hand crawled towards mine to remind me why I keep inching towards being in love with him.