Kennyquin

Edward accompanied you back to the home and he must have sensed your nervousness because he slipped an arm around your waist, pulling you close against him. He muttered under his breath, “Think of these rich gits not as your parents but… targets we might like to steal from.” You chuckled, rolling your eyes out towards the lavish gardens that surrounded the base of the mansion. “Steal? You mean ‘lighten their excessive and unnecessary items’.” “Those of which they’d not even notice were gone,” he agreed with too wide of a smile. You leaned your head against chest, eyes drooping closed