Instead of answering, he stood up. My grip on the iPad tightened as he walked closer to me. I looked down at his shoes that clung to my slippers because of our closeness to each other.
I looked up again, only to see his face so close to mine. His hands were gripping the back of the sofa. Trapping me with his arms. With this close, I noticed how manly is his perfume. Making my mind go blank in just a blink.
"What are you..." my soft voice faded.
"The deal..." he lifted my chin using his rough index finger. "...should be sealed with a kiss."
My eyes widened.
But before I could protest, his warm lips already landed on mine.
He gave me one feathery kiss and smiled before leaving me there, dumbfounded of his unexpected move. I was weak. It was just a smack, but damn... I felt like I turned a statue.
It was my fucking first kiss for Pete's sake!
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