Then, challenge accepted

Mordecai's standpoint

I stared at Autumn's lips, the menu in my hands long forgotten. She was biting her lip as she decided on what to order. I decided to take her to an Italian restaurant, to make her feel a little at home and because I knew that a certain famous blogger always ate there at that exact time. It was the perfect way to please her and spread the news that we were together to pain Landon.

I was such a fool doubting her and almost ruining everything due to anger. The pain of having her leave me for him blinded me, but I wasn't going to let it happen again. She ran her tongue over her lips, reminding me of how tender those flesh are, how they melted in mine. Autumn was a fabulous kisser, a damn kisser that knew how to send a man thinking of nothing else than her lips and her taste. Simple way to describe her taste, cinnamon and vanilla, sweet, sweet vanilla.

She reacted to my touch so well, like her body was waiting for me. I knew she wasn't lying about the asexual part,