Maxine's Point of View
"Don't joke like that!" I removed his caress on my cheek, "Do you think you can get me by that smile of yours? For your information, I haven't forgotten how you stole a kiss from me before."
He sat properly and looked around my room, "I told you to stop me if you don't want it," then he turned to me. "But did you push me away? You didn't, do you?" He smirked, "It means, you like it too."
I averted my gaze, "D-Dream on! It's because I-I can't move right away!"
But the truth is, I didn't really push him then because my brain processed the incident late. Gosh, if anyone wants to kiss him then do not include me to them. I didn't want that, duh, over my dead body.
"Then," he tilted his head. "Why are you stuttering? Are you lying?"
My brows furrowed. I turned to him, "Stop irritating me, will you?"
