“You just said you were starving before we left.” She said, mouthful of food before swallowing. She took a piece, waving it slowly near your lips. You hummed in response, parting your lips and letting her place the food.

“I’m not anymore.” You said casually. She placed her leftovers, since she was finished with the meal in the bag, wiping her hands on a napkin while looking at you.

You were distracted, only to be brought back when she gently tilted your chin to face her, eyes slowly gazing down to your lips. Her thumb moved, running over your skin, moving to brush her fingertip over your bottom lip.

“You’re so pretty..” She whispered to you, looking at your eyes again. You smiled, moving your hand so you were gently running your fingers up and down her arm in return, your nails scratching her skin.

“Do you have a crush on me or something?” You whispered, and she paused her movements.

“No.” She said, leaning closer to you.