C22 Waving At Her

David’s P.O.V.

We enjoyed teasing each other until time passed by. No one had ever surrendered, but Helena had always been easily angered. If she doesn’t throw a pillow, she would approach me, then spank me on my arms or shoulders without even saying a word.

It was almost dinner time when we heard an alarm which signaled us that her father already parked his car at their garage