Chapter 88 Spending Time With Her
- A response wasn't gotten as he leaned closer than pecked her fondly on her left cheek.
- “I love it. It'd be perfect but is missing something.” His head although tilted had their orbs locked, and her dark ones dilated a bit in confusion.
- “I want it to be perfect; what the fuck is missing?” Rita whispered, a ting of disappointment creeping into her voice.