Arkin
“Hemmm!”
Both Fico and I stilled when we heard a deliberate cough from the back seat.
My hand that was about to feed his waiting mouth some M&Ms froze mid air.
He swallowed dryly and checked out the rear view mirror as I turned around and saw my mother regarded us.
She raised her eyebrows at us.
“Focus on driving. Stop distracting Fico, Arkin. He’s not crippled, he can very well feed himself if he wants to.”
I rolled my eyes and eat the chocolate myself as I saw my boyfriend pursed his lips.
I groaned inwardly.
What’s even the point of Fico and I finally be able to drive together back to the city if my mother was always so attentive to make sure Fico and I stayed away firm each other.
We had a good five minute banter earlier just so I could rid
