They held each other's gaze. Until a smirk appeared on his face. Then he pulled her in and squeezed her. She got flushed against his hot and hard chest.
"It doesn't explain why I am being accused as a stalker of yours," Rev whispered.
Aza's hands were plastered over his chest. She lifted her head. She gawked at his bold move but her face remained deadpanned.
"Stop pulling and pushing me. I am not a thing but a very much alive breathing human." She said.
"I won't pull you if you let me stick to you for every second or willingly glue yourself to me." He replied.
She threw nasty glares at him.
"You are sick."
"Sick in love with you."
She was amused. "Those are some really boring and common pick up lines. A preschool grader has a nicer set than these ages-old ones."
"Kitten, give me a chance and I will show what the difference is between me and a school going kid.
