He almost kissed her neck again when he heard her sigh, his mouth remaining close to her neck for a few seconds. Damn, Rebecca could make him go crazy sometimes. But he was trying to behave, and he was trying to be a good boy recently, so he didn’t just press her against the wall and take her right there. They had time. Plenty of time. He wasn’t a 16-year-old in his first time.
“Thank you, Rebecca. You really shouldn’t have.” It was very nice of her. Of all the people she could give it to, or shared it with, she had chosen him. “Thank you.” He said softly, his eyes gleaming with the thoughts of what he could do with that. “I do have some ideas of what to do with it.” He took her purse and placed it on the empty spot next to the television, turning to her immediately after that.
“To casting our cares away. And to great chocolate.” He said, toasting with her. He sipped his drink, eyes never leaving her. He paused for a moment before continuing. “So, do you also have tomorrow free?” He asked, taking a piece of chocolate and placing it on his mouth.