"What are you staring at, cupcake?" He asked me lowly.
I turned to face him.
"What are they talking about?" I asked as I pointed my thumb back.
Milo's eyes flickered at the two guys, and back to me.
"No idea." He said.
I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Are you lying to me, Milo?" I asked.
"Not at all." He said with that stupid sly smile.
So, I gave him one of my own, and placed my palm high up on his thigh.
"Good, because I'd hate to be mad at you for lying," I said innocently as I leaned into him more.
Milo's deep eyes pulled me in.
"I could always make it up to you, cupcake." He told me.
"With your tongue?" I asked before I could stop myself.
Milo gave me a wide smile.
"I did tell you I couldn't wait to taste you." He said.
I nodded.
"You did say that." I agreed.
Milo c
