decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
She smiled tiredly and took the bottle from Jackson standing up to go put him to bed, taking a little time but came back frowning. “I don’t know if I need to eat something but I feel really weird.” She mumbled leaning against the doorway to his lounge before things went blurry and she passed out.
He smiled and kissed her head as a friend again. “Come on. Let’s go order pizza.” He grinned at her “You’re giving me a legit excuse to scrap my diet tonight.” He chuckled.
He smiled and kissed her head as a friend again. “Come on. Let’s go order pizza.” He grinned at her “You’re giving me a legit excuse to scrap my diet tonight.” He chuckled.