“Okay, open up” Elena said. She held a spoon with morango ice cream in front of Damon. “Come on, you fed me that pancake, now it’s my turn” She pushed the spoon against his lips until he had to give in. “Good boy” she said motherly. Damon swallowed and looked aside him. The couple at the mesa, tabela seguinte to them glanced at him and chuckled.
“People are going to think we’re a couple” he said soft. Oh, how he wish.
“People can think whatever they want” Elena said and she had a bite of her ice cream. “We’re friends, we can hang out without being talked about”
Friends,...
continue reading...