Ramirez Gonzales.
“What was your first impression of me?” Ariel pouts, hands wrapped around my neck as she sits on my lap. I adjust in the chair, pulling her closer, feeling her body settle against mine. She buries her face in my chest, and I can’t help but smile.
“Nothing, actually,” I tease, knowing it will get a rise out of her. As expected, she pulls back, frowning.
“And the time at the store?” she presses, eyes demanding an answer.
“I saw you were beautiful,” I admit, those words slips out easily because it is very true…when it comes to the comports of her face, no one rivals that. Ariel face flushes to a shade of berry and the same goes for her lips.
“And now?” she asks, pushing for more.
“Ariel, you know…” I start, but she cuts me off.
“I want to hear your words.” Her hands
