 Escapee from Azkaban
Jaeke rolled his eyes as he sighed. "Honestly, you have no creativity," he told Teresa, with a serious face. "You can't remember anything? Memory lapse?" Jaeke asked, shaking his head. In a moment, he suddenly got an idea, his eyes opening wide.
He gave a grin, before leaning closer to Teresa, going past her ear and whispering, "You know what I think is sexy? How innocent you are. I have to change that, huh?" He leaned foward more, brushing his lips against her's.
He suddenly pulled back, before he could kiss her for real, then grinned truimphantly. "So how'd you feel. Lie to me, Teresa. Tell me it was bad, since you know.. it was good," he finished, in a cocky manner.
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