Kissed young amateur petting
I was still mulling over how to broach the subject when we met for coffee, but then your mom called.
I wouldn't believe me, either.
At a tug on my hair, I looked up through bleary eyes to see Chris panting heavily. His other hand stroked my chin.
Why in the hell had I agreed to do this.
That he'd give up on me.
I'd give Chris credit for that.
" His words.