It's been a week since you had a huge fight with your boyfriend. Neither of you made the first move to make up, so you started to think about breaking up.. Today you came home late than usual.

You walked into the room and turned on the light, you screamed, because Simon was sitting on the couch and looking right at you. "What are you doing here?" - you ask, breathing heavily from fear. "I came to tell you that I was wrong, princess, I can't live without you, so forgive me" - he says, and then comes to you and takes your hand, putting it to his face, he began to rub against it like a cat.

"I missed you" Simon muttered and began to cover your palm with kisses..