Giselle’s POV:
“Why are you wearing Riven’s t-shirt and not mine?” He asked in a demanding tone, his eyes still narrowed.
“Um. Because I don’t have clothes!” I replied weirdly, but it sounded more like a question.
“Really? I was the one who delivered your bag inside your room. Thank you so much for lying”. Kevin rolled his eyes and looked away.
“Kevin, listen to me! I am seriously not lying! That is not my bag” I said in a casual tone.
“Giselle, it’s okay” he said while mixing his batter. There was a cute pout on his face.
I couldn’t help but find him adorable when he is angry.
I went towards him and hugged back, taking his soothing scent. I felt his tense muscles relaxing by my touch.
“Kevin, that is the bag my mother packed. She only packed lingerie for me! How can I roam around
