"Love, love" I took a deep breath, and throw daggers in the air.
I looked at him with my glaring eyes. Pouting at my look, he sat up straightly, fixing his posture. It was already 7 in the evening, we stayed up all noon, with him being a childish man.
Since earlier, he was busy telling me the words he wrote up in the paper. Especially the number one on his primary list which is "Kissing all day long". I was trying my best to ignore his whims, but to no avail, he wouldn't let me do it.
Like the act, which is happening now, he was in my front continuously calling my name, each minute.
"What do you want?" I asked her, my brows knitting together to form a straight line.
He looked gloomy, smirking at what I said. He opened his mouth, "Let's do number one,"
