Just this once | JenLisa |
RosΓ© sighs. "I don't know how to explain it, but why would your father suddenly appear after all this time and demand you marry a stranger? And not just any stranger, but a mafia boss?"
RosΓ©'s right. None of this makes sense. My father, who barely ever showed up in my life unless he needed something, suddenly dragging me into this mess with Lisa? And a mafia boss, of all people?
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Lisa immediately pulls me under the blanket again.
"Just until the fever breaks," I mutter.
"Sure, Jen. Whatever you say," she whispers, her voice barely audible as she drifts off again.
And despite myself, I stay.
When I stir awake sometime later, the room is dim, and Lisa's arm is still draped over me, holding me in place. I blink groggily, realizing I hadn't meant to fall asleep here.
Lisa shifts slightly beside me but doesn't wake. Her breathing is soft, and her fever seems to have broken, but she still clings to me like I'm some kind of lifeline.
I sigh quietly, rubbing my eyes. "Just this once," I remind myself again.
I stir awake, feeling something wet and warm against my stomach. Still half-asleep, I absentmindedly stroke the soft head. "Good puppy," I mumble.
Wait. Puppy?
My eyes snap open, and there she is-Lisa, grinning mischievously, her chin resting on me.
"Of course," I mutter, glaring at her.
Lisa winks. "Morning."
I groan. "Do you ever act normal?"
"Where's the fun in that?" she teases, propping herself up on her elbows.
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As I murmur against her lips, "This doesn't change anything," Lisa pauses for a moment, her breath warm against my skin. She hums in response, the sound vibrating through our connected bodies.
The heat radiating from her body feels intoxicating, and I relish it, but I remind myself that love isn't on the table right now.
"Just... this once," I say, punctuating my words with a gentle press of my lips against hers once more.
"Yeah, just this once," she replies, a hint of mischief creeping back into her voice.
