Florian's pov“That's hurt” Jethson said playfully as he slapped a hand on his chest, the other on a steering wheel. “I can't believe you said my taste in music is bad”“Sorry but…” I rolled my eyes and he laughed, stopping his car in front of the building where I will be having class.Jethson smiled, “It's okay” he said, “So I will come pick you at 4” “Yes” I answered, glancing around and then leaned over to him to steal a kiss when I pulled away, he pulled me back.“Come here, I am not done,” he said, his voice low and deep.“No,” I chuckled, dropping back to my seat. “I need to go to class.”“You can't just tempt me like that” He said, “I am not, Good bye” I said, stepping out of the car in a hurry before he grabbed me.When I shut the door, I saw Immy at the entrance of the building staring at me. I pushed down the feeling of uneasiness and turned back to Jethson's car.I leaned down, “Hey” “Hey, Good bye” he smiled, I nodded before standing up straight and then headed straight
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