C12 Camille

I hang around outside the University at lunchtime, waiting for Kyle who texted me asking me to meet him there. He joins me a few minutes later, pressing himself against my back, his hand on my stomach, his lips on my bare shoulder.

-Hello you, he breathes. We eat together ?

-At one condition.

He grumbles against my skin before lifting his head from my shoulder when I turn to face him