"So, let me get this straight. Were you or were you not trying to kiss me just now?" I demand, my eyes piercing the guy with deathly glares as I wait for his answer.
The Emperor of Constanz, Angelo James Zachary Carter, sheepishly rubs his reddened cheek as he stands before the bench I'm sitting on. He shoves his hands in his pockets and closes his eyes(probably to avoid my glares, dang it) as he answers with an energetic grin.
"You want the truth?"
Somehow, I'm going to regret this but what's the use of asking him and listening to a lie?
I nod.
"Then, in all honesty, yes. I was going to try and kiss you," he answered with a shameless grin.
My mouth drops open as I gape up at him. Just what...
"Excuse me? I don't even know you, you pervert!"
I gasp at the realization that I just ca
