𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 | 𝟏𝟔 +

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞," he whispered, leaning in further, his minty breath washing over my face. Sliding an icy hand under my shirt, he rested it above my hips. "I... I don't. Let go of me," I stuttered, shuddering at his touch, trying to push him away. "I have a boyfriend." "I know...