You and Valeria exited a room, her chest rising and fall within every breath she took as she smirked. The men seeing both of you walk out as your flushed self immediately avoided contact with them.

“Que pasó, Valeria?” One of the men asked as he watched you walk somewhere else, his gaze turning to Valeria confusingly.

“Nada, nada.” She waved her hand at him to dismiss the topic. ‘I kissed a girl and i liked it.. the taste of her cherry chapstick…’ was all she answered in her head