“This is actually good,” Porter commented as he read the paper I did.
I raised my brow as I sat in front of him across the bar. We are still inside our unit hours after I agreed to be his girlfriend. Since then, we’ve been making out nonstop until I succumbed to the idea of him checking my paper out.
Porter smirked at me as he licked his lower lip. His eyes are on me, eyeing that spot on my neck where a hickey is noticeable. I narrowed my eyes at him as my eyes immediately flew to cover my neck.
Porter laughed at my move. “My girlfriend is cute.”
Blood rushed to my face as I heard him call me that. I have never been called that simply because I have not had a boyfriend before. I thought boyfriends are only for the women in the books. Being in a relationship hasn’t even crossed my mi
