Chapter 8 Sweetest Lips
She didn’t even retreated, but held her dress tightly in her grip. I didn’t expect this to happen. She was blinking, her eyes gazing at mine, resting her lips on mine. After five or six seconds she jerked back in her seat, holding both of her hands on her chest in shock. She was confused by the situation.
“I missed my target.” She muttered to herself and the words came out from her mouth made me amuse. What is she talking about?
“Your target?” words left my mouth involuntarily. She nodded at me in disbelief.
“I was dared to kiss a stranger’s cheek.” She confessed the reason, making me fume in anger. The thought of her kissing someone else’s cheek made me go wild. How dare she? She needs to know her limits and today I will remind her that very well, the way she
