Garreth couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He kept on hugging and kissing me in public no matter how hard I try to remind him about my rule about privacy.
I glared at him while we’re eating inside the restaurant because he’s gliding his foot on my leg. “Stop it,” I told him in a warning but he didn’t seem fazed. I pursed my lips and inhaled a sharp breath. “Garreth, don’t—ugh!” I let out a frustrated growl because he suddenly went up to my center.
I swallowed hard, just grateful that the table cloth goes all the way down the floor so no one would really notice what he’s doing under it.
I gripped tightly on my utensils as I tried to manage my expression. I looked around, observing if people might be noticing what we’re doing right now. Thankfully, they are busy eating and doing their
