Marissa was confused.
She didn't know what Giovanni wanted from her, but he actually wanted to kiss her. He wanted to kiss me!
She screamed internally, as she tried her hardest to act like she wouldn't have reciprocated that kiss, if he actually went ahead to kiss her. But why would he kiss her?
Yeah, she knew about her unstable horny mess of herself that it's trying it's hardest to control, but with Giovanni seating infront of her while licking his bottom lips in that manner that made her clench her legs against each other.
God! What it would feel like to have his lips on her instead?
She saw him grin at her before making himself busy with having dessert, which was another luxury on its own when he got her the ice cream that she's been craving for a long time.
It's satisfying that he actually made a free time in between his busy schedule, to treat her to dinner and aswell ask about her, no, their child.
