“Oh and listen, you don’t really have to pay for my shirt. It’s all good.”
I slowly scanned him from head to toe. Messy hair, expressive grey eyes, sharp nose with baby pink lips and a French beard made up his face. A white shirt with a few coffee stains here and there. Black skin tight jeans to go with it and finally sketcher sneakers. Nice.
I looked back into those grey eyes and asked innocently.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to pay for your shirt, that I ruined?”
He replied “Yeah! It’s totally cool. You are forgiven.”
“Really?” I took one step closer. “Cause I feel terrible about running it.” Taking another step closer.
I played with the curls of my hair and moved closer once again.
I could feel his body tense and that’s when I placed my palms on his chest. He smelt really good, but this shouldn’t distract me from what I must do!
“I’m really sorry. I should’ve seen where I was going.” I slowly moved my face closer to his chest and quickly wiped off the lipstick on my lips on his shirt and ripped it off.
“You loser! Did you really think I would apologize for something I hadn’t done?”
He still had a dazed look on his face. Before he could recover and ask me to pay, I ran off in the opposite direction.
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I have dedicated this chapter to ursweetserialkiller for the amazing cover!! *hugs and kissses just for u*
For those who are reading this book, thank you so much!! This is my second book on wattpad, I haven't really completed the first one though. :P
