"What?" I gasped, it felt like someone had heard our conversation. I peeked my head into the room space and it was still empty.
"Why are you acting like some grandma, so old fashioned." He dared to tease me. My mouth opened into the shape of an O. "Come on, it won't be that bad." He whined.
I rolled my eyes, a smile playing on my lips as I shook my head as if he could see me, "get away bıtch, go fucķ yourself or something."
"What? Is it that hard to slip your hands into your panties if I ask you to?" He chuckled.
My face went red and I gasped his name out.
"Gigi!" I heard Nikita yell from the kitchen. I sighed in relief, knowing it would be my easy saving grace from his talk.
"You see, that means I have to go, knock it off man." I informed him, ignoring his groans of disapproval.
