C139 The Unwritten Love Story

"Spend the night with me," Brandon murmured against her lips.

"Ms. Smith…my guardian…curfew…" she stammered, words fumbling together.

"You're eighteen now, Babe. You can do whatever you want…" he assured, planting a gentle kiss on her neck.

"Where would we go?" she asked.

"My house…"

"Your house?" she said with a chuckle