Sabrina, who sat in the café, took a soft breath at the taste of the coffee. She looked at Viviana, who sat opposite her, half smiling, and narrowed her eyes.
"What…?" Viviana asked, blinking in confusion.
Sabrina trailed her gaze down to her earlobe. There was a bite mark there. And even though she'd done well to wear a long-neck shirt, she could still see the hickeys peeking out just slightly.
Her brow cocked and she let out a knowing huff under her breath.
"What are you looking at me like that for, Sabrina?" Viviana asked, frowning.
"And what are you getting so defensive about, huh?" Sabrina smirked, raising her brows at the purple one sticking out. "You got real rough last night, didn't you?"
"W-what is that supposed to mean?"
Her grin grew. "I mean, that's one deep-looking hickey you have there."
Viviana quickly slapped her hands over her neck and glared at her. "It's not what you think!"
"Is that so? Because I think it's what I really think it is."
