Scarlett rolled her eyes, a small smile on her lips as Jean dropped his phone and then leaned down to bury his face in the middle of her breasts, a sigh escaping his lips at the softness he met with. He couldn't resist any longer.
"Can I live here forever?" He spoke, voice low and rumbling against Scarlett's skin while his fingers began tracing the outline of the dip in her waist, rubbing softly over a tiny mole on her hip bone, and she let her fingers thread through his hair, playing with his soft curls.
"Only if you're willing to pay rent." She answered, a tease in her voice, causing Jean to laugh out loud and then he lifted his head and sat up to look at her. The laughter died down and his expression slowly went from playful to serious as he took her hands in his and began playing with her fingers.
