Dashiell’s P.O.V
“Argh” I groaned, shooting Ines a glare. Her jaw dropped, standing at the same spot before her hands flew over her mouth.
She stuttered. “I…I…didn’t mean to do that”
I snarled at her. “You meant to do it because it's just the perfect timing. You knew that I was coming in and the next thing you did was hurl your phone at me because you wanted to ruin my perfect face”
Her eyes twitched while she walked towards me. “I am serious. It was a mistake”
“Mistake my foot!”
She stood before me and I was taken aback when she was bringing her fingers closer to my face. I caught her by the wrist swiftly. “What are you trying to do”
She stared at my face cluelessly. “You are bleeding”
I released her hands instantly, touching my nostrils and that was when it dawned on me that
