A smile draws onto my face as I sit crossed legged on Hector's bed. "I love that smile of yours." He pinches my cheeks and chuckles deeplyI blush. "Stop." I whine.
"Your beautiful." He smirks.
A smile draws onto my face as I sit crossed legged on Hector's bed. "I love that smile of yours." He pinches my cheeks and chuckles deeplyI blush. "Stop." I whine.
"Your beautiful." He smirks.