"Okay, that's not even fair!" I exclaim as I try to reach for my book. "Jordan! Give it back!" I jump and then glare at him.
He smirks. "What if I don't want to?"
"Jordan!" I exclaim and try to get the book again. "Please?" I press a hand to his chest to steady myself as I stand on the tip of my toes, trying to reach the book. "Jordan, come on," I complain.
He looks down at me and smiles then wraps his arm around my waist, bringing me closer. "Only because you asked so nicely." He gives me a quick kiss then presses my book to my chest.
"Thank you," I say and try to take it. He keeps a firm grip on it and I groan. "This is why I don't let you get a hold of my stuff," I say, pouting.
He chuckles. "This is why I always take your stuff. You have such an adorable pout."
I huff, trying to stay mad. "Jordan, just give me the book back."
He pouts this time and I feel my resolve dying. "But I don't wanna." He smiles again and presses his forehead to mine. "Unless you give me a kiss."
"If you were anyone else I would have punched you by now," I say then kiss him. He smiles as I draw back and I take the book. He lets go of me and I stomp on his foot. "That's for taking my book."
He just laughs as we start down the hall again. "You know you love me."
"You better be glad I do or you'd be in pain right now," I say.
"That's my girlfriend," he says and laughs then puts his arm around my shoulder. I can't help but laugh a bit myself.
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A Collection of Short Romance Stories
RomansaThis is a collection of short romance stories that popped into my mind at different times, or someone else told me about. Enjoy! © 2014 blackfireblazing