nsfwliv:
“I keep forgetting that you’re genuinely just giving the guy heaps of money to see how he reacts,” She admitted, still bewildered by his behaviour. “Well, you’re anything but boring.” And she was telling the truth. In a matter of half an hour this stranger had kept her more entertained than most people she knew could. She half followed, half lagged behind as he pulled her out onto the cold streets of New York. “Bro, I nearly spilt my probably shitty cup of coffee all over you!” She laughed, wrapping her hands around the warm cup. “I was only kidding, I don’t need you to buy me stuff.” If only that were true - Liv was definitely not in the position to be going on major shopping sprees. Regardless, the girl knew to never allow someone to have something over her, and this was asking for some type of blackmail down the line. Besides, who even was this guy? She knew his first name, and that he liked to freak out teenage baristas for fun. And now she was honestly contemplating taking him into changing rooms with her to show him what she was trying on? What kind of spell did he put on her? A normal person doesn’t do this. She took a sip of her coffee to break the obvious silence that she’d caused by her overanalysing. “Maybe on our second date.” Her toothy grin oozed confidence, and she was praying her eyes didn’t give away her sudden nervousness around this man. “A first date is no place for nakedness.”
“Whoa now, who said anything about nakedness?” Johnny asked with a laugh and a shake of his head. “I just meant that you would go into the change room, I would stand outside and wait, and then you would show me anything you tried on. Granted there is nakedness, but no nakedness that I would actually see” Of course he had only been joking about all of this anyway, feeling pretty sure that she wouldn’t allow him to go around the city buying clothes for her, seeing as they had only just met recently. She seemed to have more pride than to allow for something like that to happen, although he could tell that he had thrown her off a little bit, and decided to move on. “Well uh, maybe we should worry about having an actual first date first before we think about what we will or won’t do on the second one” He suggested with a small nod of his head. “I mean, I don’t know about you, but I would hardly call running around the city looking for a halfway decent cup of coffee, and fucking with the baristas along the way, a date. But I would say that it’s enough to make a guy want to take you out on one” He paused briefly and flashed her a smile, although it was a different kind of smile than any of the others he had shown her thus far; it was warm, and hopeful, rather than playful or amused. “What do you say? You interested? Or do we call this a one time adventure and go our separate ways? Your call.”











