Rachael squealed and squeezed her eyes shut when he suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him.
"Where are you trying to run away?" He pinched her cheeks.
Slapping his chest, she frowned, "Let me go." She tried to wiggle out of his embrace.
Andrew smiled and tightened his grip around her. "No, I am not letting you go."
"Weren't you giving me a cold shoulder?" She glared at him. "You should continue doing it."
"How can I possibly give you a cold shoulder after finding out you are madly in love with me?" He lightly bumped his forehead against hers. "I wanna hear it again."
When she did not say anything, he gently pinched her waist. "You have all the right to get mad, it was my fault. I shouldn't have behaved so inappropriately but what was I supposed to do Rach? I thought I was going to lose you."
"I was so scared," he sighed. "And the fact that nothing was in my control made me freak out even more."
