"Why? You feel bad for her? She tried to take what was mine, so she deserved it. If she does it again, I won't just talk back anymore." "What will you do?"

I rolled up my imaginary sleeves angrily and said, "I'll slap her right away."

"Ooh, fierce, aren't you? So, you care a lot about me. While your method is too violent for my liking, I like the thought behind it. Don't worry. Its first time will be yours." He put my hand back on his sweet spot and rubbed it until it stood proudly.

He was so cheeky! I punched his chest out of embarrassment, but that only made him grin even more devilishly. Urgh. He was such a flirt.

a few words and I forgot about everything that happened last night. However, I

kitchen that he realized that we were in a hotel. There was no pantry for him to cook. Fortunately, Andrew called at the right time and

a simple breakfast eggs, pancakes, orange juice, and fruit. Queenie wanted to get up

my phone and did some research. After a miscarriage, a woman had to get sufficient rest in bed. She sat with us for dinner yesterday, and that

his current task-setting up the breakfast table. He was already getting impatient, so he

I had done anything wrong. I had

that he had some free time, he was evaluating the art pieces I drew

than me when it came to watercolor. One could say that he was a

about the details. I had school to attend and wasn't a full-time artist. Since I held myself to a high standard, I refused to compromise

the table, I dragged him to his chair. We would wait until Andrew finished feeding Queenie before

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