"“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.”
AVA WILSON P.O.V
“Shouldn’t you be meeting with your partners?” I raised my eyebrows as Marcello gave me a feigned scowl, his arms around on my waist as his fingers tighten just very slightly on my hips. “I'm going to stick with you tonight.” He huskily murmured.
“Why you old hag? Don’t try any funny business, you pervert.” I slap his shoulder as I smiled at him with humor in my eyes.
"I’m not a old hag. If you called that again, I'll be forced to prove it right here, right now, how young I am.” He twirl his eyebrows.
Warmth crept on my cheeks as Marcello’s gaze darkened with heat but a loud scoffed drew us out of our moment.
We turned and
