Chapter 79

“Why?… Don’t you think it’s cute that your name is on me. I even made sure it was in your juvenile handwriting, like a personal Sophie mark… Authentic.” He smiles at me with an infuriating cute boy expression and no telling whatsoever if he is serious, while I’m starting to think he is.

“Noo… I think it’s weird, and why your foot?” I retort, no longer gooey, emotional, and starting to think he is an actual moron for something so lame.

It’s not cute. It’s weird.

“Because that’s how you claim ownership of your toys. I thought you had that movie committed to memory?” He sticks more food in his mouth and taps his fork on my plate to remind me to eat while I keep staring at him.

“You’re not my toy, though!” I retort.

“I am now.” He winks dirtily.

“Please tell me your kidding?” I can’t even begin to contemplate the millions of reasons that a guy having your name on the sole of his foot is neither sexy nor romantic. It’s plain odd. It’s not something I i