"Stop judging me!" She said, taking another bite of her hot wings.
She woke up cravings from some chicken wings and now she's balancing a bucket of it on her lap as she munch on them, licking her fingers after finishing one after another because she didn't want to waste any of the delicious chicken.
She didn't like wings. It's the chicken part that she hates the most. She likes the leg part because she likes to bite into meat not some bones. But it's clear that the baby in her tummy had different preference.
They had left the hotel extending two more hours of their checkout time because Noah wanted to mess around and her hormones were still on high that she didn't need much convincing nor foreplay to be all over Noah like she can't get enough of him.
Jess glared at Noah when he laughed after hearing an unladylike burp came out of her mouth.
"Shut up," she snapped at him when he didn't stop chuckling even when she gave him a dagger look.
