Graciela’s POV
It’s Sunday afternoon and I’m sat in Archer’s apartment watching a film on his big ass tv in the living room. His roommates are out today, neither one of them set to be back until late tonight so we can hang out without anyone knowing.
After I let Archer know just what he was missing on Friday, the bad boy has stopped avoiding me, in fact he messaged me on Saturday to invite me over today to hang out.
‘Do booty calls really hang out watching films?’ I asked as I shoved a handful of popcorn into my mouth. Beside me, I feel Archer stiffen, his shoulders rolling as if he’s uncomfortable.
‘I really hate it when you call yourself that’ he grumbled angrily.
Eyebrows raised, I turned toward him, finding him glaring down at his fingers as he scratches at one of his nails. ‘What
