1- A nickname for Caspian given by Matthew.
2- A cartoon ghost boy.
My heart made several broad leaps upon the anticipation. I almost heard my heart stop when he brought roses hid behind his back infront of me. I let out a loud gasp that I didn't manage to cover.
"You brought me roses."
He nodded. "Yup. You are one of the very few people I'll ever be giving flowers to." A distant look in his eyes told me that something was not right. He pulled me in, but I refused to be touched. This was not fair. He had always been the one keeping secrets from me and yet still the one deciding which secrets I could keep : none. He planted a soft kiss on my lips and tugged at the waistband of my jeans. I pulled away quickly at the cold touch of his fingers on my hip. "I'm not that kind of guy." I whispered. Not that kind of guy to pretend like everything's fine when nothing is. But I didn't say it out loud.
"Yes, you are." He replied in a deep, husky voice. I hated being swept away like this all the time. But I couldn't resist.
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