Sebastian Crown

"We need some kind of theme. And no, not black and white." He tapped his finger on his nose while a hand rested on his waist. It was the cutest thing ever. Then the large brown eyes that I'm insanely in love with snap to me and I just know I'm not going to love whatever he's about to say. "What about red?"

I knew it. My face scrunched up. "You're joking right?"

He smiled, causing the side of his eyes to crease and his face shine. "Well, not shining red..."

"No, Flynn. We're not decorating my house red. I hate that colour."

He pouts and I can't...