"Definitely to your house, and it is not the selection of wines that interests me. But are you sure you want to take me to your home?" I ask him teasingly. "Are you not afraid what I will do when I let my hair down?"
I took his hand in mine as we walked out of the barista and started heading towards his place. His hand felt great as it contrasted with my soft hands. I intertwined my fingers in his and held on to him possessively.
I took his hand in mine as we walked out of the barista and started heading towards his place. His hand felt great as it contrasted with my soft hands. I intertwined my fingers in his and held on to him possessively.