-Vanessa’s POV-

“Hey Xan..” I mumbled.

“Hi Vanilla” he smiled sweetly.

“Why am I still laying on you? You could’ve just moved me?” I asked.

“Because you looked so calm and I didn’t want too, I didn’t feel like it.”

“Oh,” I was to mesmerized by his eyes to care.

“Hungry?”

“Yes very” I grinned.

“Okay, but for what?” He grabbed my hand and pulled me up.

“Why do you always grab my hands!!!” I breathed

“What else am I supposed to grab your waist?”

“Whatever..” I muttered inhaling deeply.

“Anyways, what do you want to eat?”

“What do you have?” I smiled

“Um, we have... Tacos?"