I swallowed audibly.
What the…? Why...why would he say that to me? I'd suddenly gone numb. I couldn't voice out, nor even put up a fight like I always did, I was completely dumbfounded.
"What do you say, dimples?" Sylus snaked his fingers through my hair, tugging my head closer. "Should I?"
I hated the way I flushed at his actions, every word that left his mouth. He was right. It was just a kiss, and I didn't understand why I was acting this way. Every man was the same, except they weren't so illegally hot, they didn't look angelic even dressed in complete black. They didn't have eyes, so green and pretty for a man, it often felt like a trap staring right into it.
"D-don't." Was that a thought, or did I actually say that out loud? I wasn't sure, but if I did, that would be so much better. We shouldn't be doing this, we never should.
