"What… are we talking about?"
"I ask, you answer." Tilly Flower squinted her eyes, "If I'm happy, I'll let you be happy too."
Sophia Phoenix ground his teeth against her collarbone, his tone extremely tense, "Where did you learn all these from?"
This woman is getting more and more improper. Where on earth did she learn all this? Can't she be more proper?
"Here. Just never practiced it before." She licked the corner of her lips, watching the man's face sweat, somewhat rejoicing in his misfortune, "You should feel honored. You're the first one."
"…"
He wouldn't feel honored, just very annoyed, extremely annoyed!
"I ask you, how many times have you kissed Gigi Turner?"
"Haven't I told you already?" He kissed her body trying to quench his thirst, "Just that one time…"
And she saw it.
"Have you slept with her?"
"No…" he assured her earnestly, "Not even once."
Tilly Flower hissed, "Stop joking."
"Then keep your hands to yourself."
