zerodaylight
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- Parts 13
“What’s wrong?” He asked quietly.
“W-what are we doing, Cal?”
He smirked, his lips falling back on mine and she could feel him smile against her skin. “Kissing.”
She took another deep breath when he pulled away and she think he could sense something was wrong. “No, I mean what are we doing? Are we just people that occasionally kiss and go out, or are we-”
He kissed her again, this time his hands were cupped around her cheeks, his thumbs resting next to her eyes. “Why do we have to label it?” He whispered. “Why can’t we just have fun?”
She nodded, this time it was her who initiated the kiss.
Fun. She could do fun.