Little Bambina

Previously titled Close. "Fuck, I already love you." I confess to her. "Oh, hold on mister," she jumps off my desk, "that's your head talking and I'm not referring to the one above your shoulders." I pull her close to me and hold her by her waist. "Now, why would you say something like that?" "We don't even know e...

Pastel Dreams || editing

Also named Bilionaires Aren't Black " All I can focus on is the blood beating harshly to my temples as I pull her closer to me, trying to figure out the enigma next to me, currently snuggling up to my chest, and slowly but surely weaving her path into my heart. " ...