God, he smelled so good. A shiver moved through her, followed by a heated ache between her legs as she imagined her kissing him while running her fingers through his hair.
She put on her big glasses and made her way downstairs. Her brother was preparing breakfast in the kitchen while vibing to a kpop song which was playing on the music box she had gotten him.
"Sorry for your loss, Miss Rossi." Damn he hated the sad look on her face. He would rather see her cry in his bed than see the sad look on her face right now.