“You have a freckle on the corner of your lip,” he tells me.
I sniff a laugh. “We’ve been hooking up for—what?—like, four months now and you’ve just noticed that?”
“Five.” He gives me a little look and I mirror it back, then he covers my eyes with his hand. “Alright, go on—where are my freckles, then?”
desmayada y así dicen que son amigos con beneficio nomas
— Aug 26, 2022 10:58PM
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