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M I N J I
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Nodding my head, I shrug my shoulders.

"Okay," I drawl, clucking my tongue.

Hanni's not amused at all.

"I don't like you," she tells me again, roughly. "Get that into that thick head of yours."

I decide to ignore her, knowing that's the only way I won't get hurt by her words that sting so much.

There's a bit of silence as I read the article Hanni wants me to teach her about when I see her shuffling.

Glancing up, I watch as she goes back to the seat she was sitting on when Haerin was here and scoots it closer to mine.

I arch an eyebrow as she connects our chairs together and leans forward, brushing our arms, which sends jolts through my body.

Shivering, she goes close to my ear and husks, "I have an idea."

I gulp and turn to the next page, pretending not to be so turned on by this and ignoring the tightening of my cock.

Being close to Hanni always did wonders to my body.

Just a single touch from her can send my dick throbbing in want and need.

She just does things to me that I know no other woman can.

"W-What's that?"

I stutter, side-eyeing her as she peeks back, and I follow her trail. The café is busy—filled with lots of people which—if I were in Hanni's head, would be a good thing because if I think what she's about to do to me will go as planned, we need a lot of background noise to cover our own noise.

She presses her nose to my cheek and exhales, letting out a breath as I nearly groan at the sexy smell of caramel and mocha.

It is so intoxicating, and I just can't get enough of her, especially as she trails her fingers up and down my inner thighs.

I'm pretty sure a boner is up and standing, and it's also a good thing that we're seated in the corner because the only thing in front of us is a green wall while behind us are all the people in the world.

Stopping her hand from going any further up, I grab her wrist and push myself away from her a little, watching a frown start to form on her plump lips.

"H-Hanni—we can't," I husk, licking my dry mouth.

"It's not private—your rules."

She flips her free hand off and chuckles.

"Fuck the rules, since when have we followed them anyway?"

Correction: I always try to follow them—Hanni's just too persuasive. She always breaks them, and then it leads to disaster.

I let out a husky breath and groan quietly. I can't believe I'm giving in.

Hanni beams at me and chuckles darkly, licking my earlobe as I shiver and bite my lip to keep my moans in check.

She's so hot, I mean—when hasn't she been? But now—with every single type of human in this café, the fact of almost being caught just makes my head go wild.

I need to touch her, I need to feel her lips, I need to feel her pussy, I need to—

I need Hanni right. Now.

"You okay there, Minji?" she whispers in a low voice, nibbling on my earlobe as I buck my hips up, wanting more pressure from her fingers.

I just want her to touch me, and a simple graze against my clothed cock is not going to cut it.