Stealing kisses again Nian?

She hurried getting at Ian's place and took her bag with the nourriture and her clothes and rushed getting upstairs. She missed him the whole jour and she recognized that she's jouer la comédie like a little stalker. She rang the door cloche, bell and saw Ian opening the door. But he was just wearing his pants and his hair was still wet. He looked irresistible. She sighed. And stood on her tip toes stroking his noes with hers. She could feel the little papillons in her stomach going crazy. Ian put his arm around her waist and placed his hands on her seat. She giggled when his lips started their way at her left ear...

Ian got out of the douche and wrapped a towel around his waist. He stepped outside the bathroom and entered his room. Ian opened his drawer and searched for his underwear.
"Need help". A voice said. Ian turned around and saw Nina standing in the doorway.
He raised one eyebrow "perverted much" He a dit with a smirk on his face.
Nina smiled and walked toward Ian "it's not my fault toi have an awesome six pack" She traced his abs. "and it's not perverted to watch your fiance put on boxers". Ian smiled and kissed Nina. He wrapped on arm around her waist and held her face with the other.
Nina pulled...