Olivia
His hands were magic. It didn’t hurt at all when he treated my cut. In fact, it was so electrifying. Should I cut myself more often? Gosh, that sounded insane. I must have had been really crazy. He thought I left already, but no. I stayed there and just watched him did the dishes. And I realized something. He looked so scrumptious from behind.
My tongue shamelessly and absentmindedly darted out and licked my bottom lip. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, about him. I was a creep, taking my time checking him out from behind. His shoulders were broad and I could tell he worked out because his muscles were ripped. I almost laughed when he turned around because he got startled and jumped. That made him look… cute.
“Are you okay?”
“Hhmm…” I hummed, staring at Starr’s turned-off s
