As Leonel was lost in thought, a soft feeling suddenly slid onto his thighs before a delicate fragrance tickled his nose.
A smile spread across his face. "Not mad at me anymore?"
He wrapped an arm around Aina's waist, pulling her deeper into his lap.
"First rule of pleasing your girlfriend is not bringing up times when she was mad before," Aina pulled away, not letting Leonel feel her up too much in a feigned defiance.
"Is that really the first rule? Could have sworn it was "she's always right"."
"That too," Aina nodded confidently.
"There are multiple first rules?"
"Refer back to rule number one, please."
Leonel laughed, pulling Aina back in closer and giving her a kiss. He didn't even know what he was worried about anymore, whatever it was, he had thrown it far away.
