Roseline Angelina Brown.
I groan in mock exasperation as I peek into Sin's blue eyes while he hold me steady. "Do you really have to follow me around the world, Sin?" I ask, swaying on my feet.
His frown disappears, replaced my an arrogant smirk before he pulls me closer to collide with his chest, almost lifting me off my feet in the process. I don't mind it, judging my ugly headache I don't think I would be minding any kind of physical support from him anytime soon.
"You're uncharacteristically irresponsible when it comes to yourself, Rose," he speaks in a calculated tone, blue eyes ablaze and long hair pulled into a man bun.
Pretty...
My lips turn downwards before lifting at the corners instantly when he dangles my life-saving container of pills in front of my face, "I don't under
