44 / / ❝may i have this kiss, my darling?❞

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[ dedicated to Gregzz_321 for getting his/her book "Cheater" to #1 in short story 😍💕 i'm so happy for them congrats babe ✨ go and check it out guys! ]

        

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Leila | Trevor

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Hello, McDonald's delivery line at your service. How may I help you today?

        

Do you guys sell condoms?

        

[ She feels instant relief cuddling her upon hearing his voice. ]

        

No, Trevor. We sell McCondoms.

        

❝Leila . . . ❞

        

Just kidding, Miss Sarah.

        

I got the condoms that I ordered already.

        

And so, Trevor lived happily ever after. The end.

        

Leila, don't you know what this means?

        

You finally get to have your first . . . and last intercourse.❞

        

[ Leila's heart drops. She recalls how she still has to save Trevor from the clutches of death. His brain tumor must have been growing. ]

        

Don't worry, I already know who I'm going to do it with.

        

Who?

        

Meet me at the French café tonight. 7 P.M.

        

[ Someone really needs to give this café a name. What are you doing, author? ]

        

I'll be there for you—❞ Trevor ends the line ❝—even if it means getting my salary cut. Ha.

        

[ She returns home and changes into proper attire before driving to the cafe in her convertible. She arrives ten minutes early. Of course, he is nowhere to be seen. ]

        

I think he's still worshipping the condoms that he just got.

        

The only thing I will be worshipping tonight is you, Leila.

        

[ Leila jerks back, startled by Trevor's sudden appearance. They are both at the front door of the cafe. ]

        

TREVOR, YOU SCARED MY OVARIES AWAY!

        

Better for us then. Unexpected pregnancies can be . . . unexpected sometimes.

        

Real funny. Let's go inside.

        

Go inside? You want me to take it slow or hardco—

        

TREVOR, I'M SERIOUS!

        

[ Suddenly, Trevor stares intently into her eyes, his hands finding solace in hers. Leila blushes a little but, yes, her inflated balloons harden upon the stimulation. Ah, young romance. ]

        

May I have this kiss, my dar-lei-ng?

        

Trevor . . . oh my God. Of course you can't. Wait, I mean you can but—

        

[ He leans closer and matches his lips against hers, igniting a fiery rush of affection between them. Trevor pulls her closer to his chest and Leila can feel the heat from his breath as their lips collide. For once, it feels like they're living in a fairytale. ]

        

❝ . . . ❞

      

. . .

      

❝Is everything alright?❞

      

I-I don't know what to say. Trevor, that was the best kiss I ever had. You're seriously a good kisser.

        

Better than your ex?

        

Better than my ex-sugar daddy. Better than Shawn Mendes.

        

I know I can treat you better than he can.

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