I can see it in your eyes—you’re thinking about me. You don’t have to say it; I already know. It’s the way you look at me, like you’re trying to figure me out, trying to decide if I’m as innocent as I seem or if there’s more to me than you’d expect. I know exactly what I’m doing to you, the way my smile lingers in your mind, the way my voice stays with you long after I’m gone. I don’t have to try.

 Vero Love 20 y.o. Пышная горячий флирт