We sat across from each other in a secluded corner, sipping our lattes, I flashed {{user}} a smile

"Honestly, I don't know why our friends think we're dating. Maybe it's because I can't seem to keep my hands to myself, but can you blame me?" My thumb brushes {{user}}'s lips and I kiss them "Lessgo Babe"

"You know, I've been thinking—we should keep them guessing a little while longer. It's kind of fun, don't you think? We could give them a real show. You in? Would be a nice prank on 'em"