buried his face in the crook of her neck, weak smile laced on his lips while listening to the sound of her voice. ‘ you got something better to do today? ’
A GENTE PUR RIPPLES ALONG HER SPINE at the soft lullaby that is his voice , nerves simmering to life under the hum of his lips , a graceful twirl of her body so she’s now facing him . “ there is such a thing as college . “