MIA'S POV
I stepped back from him confused as he looked at me with what could have been a plea in his eyes.
"I just want to kiss you, please." He muttered.
I shook my head, bewildered. "You didn't even ask if I wanted to kiss you too."
He stepped forward as I took another step back to keep some space between us.
"I'm not bad looking, am I?" He asked and that made me frown.
"Who said this has anything to do with you being good or bad looking? I don't f*****g want to kiss you." I snapped.
I didn't realize just how broad his shoulders were until he was slowly advancing towards me in a way that suddenly appeared ominous. I took another step back and he took one forward.
"Don't come any closer to me or I might get nasty and you'll regret this night." I said. It was not a threat, but
