mafia princess 3.44

Ophie made Chase his favorite meal. When they were done eating, they lay down on her bed, cuddling like there was no tomorrow.

"So, has anyone made a move on my baby yet?" He asked, looking down at her on his chest.

Ophie tilted her head a bit to look at him. Then she let out a short laughter.

"Maybe," she said. Then she turned around and lay with her chest on his.

She put her hands around his neck and buried her face on his chest. He still had his shirt on so she inhaled every bit of his cologne. This was one of the reasons she was attracted to him, he smelt really nice at every instance.

"Chase," Ophie called out, breaking the little silence they shared.

"Yea,"

"Do you think I'm making a mistake?" She asked, and he quickly pulled up her head.

"What do you mean?" He asked, shaking his head.

"I feel like I'm running in circles and chasing something that doesn't exist," she said. Then she put her head back on his chest.