"What is up with you?"
"We're free to love. You look sexy. It's Friday night." He smirked and winked. I blushed and he pulled my garter belt back.
"Don't do it!" I squealed.
"Why? You like pain." He let it go and I moaned as it hit my skin. "Sexy boy." I cuddled into him and kissed his cheek. "How much homework do you have?"
"Just some English. I'll probably do it when you work tomorrow. It's just reading and writing a paper."
"On what?"
"Romance."
"What are you goofing to write about?"
"You. She said anything goes. And you're my everything. So why not?"
"What type of paper?"
"Any type. Poem if I want to."
"It's almost second semester."
"Great." I muttered.
"What?"
"You have to go to open house. It's required. Everyone always has someone. I'm just alone."
"I'll go."
"It's during school and you have to work."
"I'll come there. We'll attend the thing and I'll have lunch with you and your friends then I'll leave."
"You're perfect, you know that?" I looked up at him and smiled. He kissed my forehead and smiled.
"Only for you, baby boy."