"Will you fucking let go of my hand?!"
I tried to wriggle just to get free from his dominance but it's useless. He just tightened his grip on me. Damn it, Sandro.
"Give me one good reason why I should let you go. Because right now, I just want to kiss that sweet lips of yours." He huskily whispered in my ear. He placed another arm on my side. Oh, good heavens, he just trapped me.
"Putangina mo kang gago ka. Pakawalan mo ko kung ayaw mong matanggalan ng bayag--"
I was stopped when he suddenly slammed his lips on mine. Damn that tingly feeling. Damn the sparks. Damn the butterflies in my stomach. Damn damn damn.
He left my lips and grinned at me.
"Just a way to shut you up...piggy."
Did he just call me... P-pig?!
Ugh, Montreal!
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