Written by Feathers
If there is anything I love doing, it’s to frustrate Scott. I kept looking straight inside his eye hoping that he doesn’t throw a slap angrily to my stubborn cheek.
“Are you alright?”
I didn’t say a word but kept staring inside his face. All this while, he had been looking away. This time , he brought his face to look inside mine.
We started starring at our faces but seems our faces are getting close, his lips seems to be getting close to mine and I felt cold all of a sudden.
I can not really say if I’m ready to kiss him or not, I do not know why we should kiss. I’ve never really kissed before and here it is, about to happen with a spoilt rich kid.
“What…are you trying to do?” I managed to ask.
He paused his head that seem to be moving to mine and starred deeper into my eyes. I love his blue eyes and his scent was so awesome.
“Guess what I’m trying to do?”
“I’m not a kid, you are trying to kiss me.” I answered. Our faces were still opposite each other with a very tiny space between us.
“Not under the sun, poor maid. I’m only trying to bite your lips to teach you the greatest lesson of your life.” That really got to me as I jerked back and stayed a distance away from him.
I touched my lips like he had bite it. “Wicked boy!”
“I haven’t even done anything. Now, get out of here.”
“But why are you handsome, though?”
He smirked and looked away then brought his face to me. “You should focus on the work you came to do here and not on my handsomeness.”
“I’m just wondering , though. I wish my boyfriend was as handsome as you.” I said and turned from him.
“Huh! You have a boyfriend?”
I looked at him and lied. “Sure. ” I walked away wondering why he seems to be astonished at the lie that I had a boyfriend.