"Kiss me," I whispered at him.
"What?" Alec held back, brows went furrowed; there you go again, that classic rude, annoyed expression of him. For the long run, I'm starting to like him being rude because he still managed to be this rude handsome.
"What?" I asked him back. "Can't you just do it? Pulling this sweet fake photo will really convince him, you know that." Then I showed him the photo that we just recently shot. "Look how bored you are here!"
"Because I am not interested taking photos," he said.
"With that face?" That made me surprised.
"What's wrong?"
I bit my lip. Okay, I almost admit that he is handsome. Good thing I still have my own poise. Having Alec near me makes me intimidated, and anxious. And though how things seem like I am the one who is leading it, the reality is I am the one who gets nervous.
"Nothing," I end up saying.
