Ever since you started dating Emily, she’s let you come over, move in, even, to her mansion, she wasn’t widely known as being rich but her mother had money, her father had money, she had money, so bam,

your favorite part was the pool, which you’re currently swimming around in, in your bikini while Emily laid in the lounge chair watching

her eyes never left you, they always followed each movement, like she’s in a trance

Emily: “honey? Come here baby girl, I want you in my lap,”