Lina tried to push Nelson away, her palms pressing firmly against his chest, but he barely moved—like she was trying to shove a wall.
“Come on…” he muttered, his voice low and slightly slurred, a lazy smile tugging at his lips. “Just kiss me back.”
He leaned in again.
Lina turned her face quickly, his lips brushing past her cheek instead. Irritation flared instantly.
“Nelson—” she shoved him harder this time. “You are not in your right senses.”
He didn’t even look offended. If anything, he looked amused.
“I’m in my senses enough to know I like you,” he said, leaning closer again like this was all some kind of game.
“Back. Off.”
She tried to step around him, but he caught her wrist, spinning her back before she could escape. The sudden movement threw her off balance, and she landed
