Chapter 30

TIFFANY'S POV

I had to turn my face away cause I couldn't bring myself to look him in the eyes.

Did he really want to know that? It was the simplest question I've ever been asked.

I felt the urge to tell him yes and tell him he's the only one who has had such effect on me. The only one who has made me wet without fucking me.

I could easily say that but I didn't. Instead, I stood up and walked past him.

"I am hungry, I'll make something." I said as I walked away.

I took a deep breath as I walked away from his presence but I knew he would follow me.

I wasn't wrong because as I walked into the kitchen, he followed and leaned on the wall.

"Ain't you tired of that yet?" He asked pointing to the cereal I was holding.

"No." I turned my attention back to the plate and poured some. "Not when it's the easiest meal over here."

"I see," he said. "Wouldn't you make for me too?"

"You can help yourself," I blurted and turned away.

"Self