Scarlett Caleb and I were lying on my sofa, watching a movie. My legs were resting over his lap, his fingertips circling on my leg. My attention was not on the film; it was on him. I was fighting against the urge to grab him, pull him over me and just let him take me, but I couldn’t do that, not this soon. I am not that sort of girl, plus I am worried because he was still my “target” at the end of the day, and I don’t know how I am going to deal with that. “Now, who is staring?” He said, turning to face me. “Hmm, I can’t help myself,” I said, “I am trying my best to behave,” I added. He moved, coming to lean over me. “Do we need to behave entirely?” He said with a smirk. “I do try my best to behave, especially on a first date.” I giggl
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