Amelie
“Admit it?”
“What?”
“You lost it.”
“I didn’t.”
I looked up at him, my chin resting on the middle of his chest as he made circles on my bare shoulder with his fingers. “You totally did.” I announced, sure of myself.
“I did not.” He kissed my head.
Pursing my lips, I held up my index finger and thumb slight apart. “At least a little bit.”
His lips twitched. “May be.” He conceded.
“See…. I knew it.” I said with a huge smile on my face, as I kissed his chin and then settled back with my cheek pressed to his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. “And whether you admit it or not, it wasn’t a may be and nor it was a little bit, I’m sure my arse would bear the proof of your loss of control.”
He squeezed my said arse and asked, “Have you any complains?”
“No.” I squirmed, still
