[ a soft, wet laugh. There’s no point to extending an agreement where he’s pretending to be her boyfriend much longer. But that’s not what he means, is it? ]
Make it up to me how? [ smiles a little, reaching out to take that hand and pressing it to her face, cupping it to her jaw. ]
no subject
Make it up to me how? [ smiles a little, reaching out to take that hand and pressing it to her face, cupping it to her jaw. ]
Tell me, Aqua.