Julian's POV
She gave me a cute pout, before whispering, "I don't think that's possible."
"You better stop thinking. Nothing is going to stop me from having you tonight… except you don't want me."
She blushed, making a cute sound by smacking her tongue at the upper front of her teeth. "You know I'll always want you but the problem is that I don't go around buying condoms and storing them in my room."
I chuckled. Did she really think I would come to her room unprepared? With how I always wanted her, I already made it a top goal to always carry about six condoms with me wherever I went.
Without replying to her, I dug my hands inside the front pockets of my denim, pulling out three wraps of condoms from each and flashing to her face.
Her eyes spread wide open in surprise. "Oh my fucking world, you are unhinged, Julian."
Unhinged? That was too much of a word to use.
