“Now’s not the time to play pretend.”
“A kiss is nothing compared to what they were going to do to you.”
I sigh and look away. I hate feeling indebted.
If a kiss is all he wants to clear the debt for saving me... why not?
It’s not like we love each other or have feelings.
We can’t even be in the same room without wanting to kill each other.
“Why do you want a kiss?”
He locks eyes with mine, still wearing that sexy, provocative smirk.
“Don’t get it twisted. I’m just curious what it’s like to kiss an ice queen.”
He called me an “ice queen”? No point responding—it’ll just spark a fight.
“I’ll kiss you... but not now.”
I see it only as a way to thank him, not a sign of affection.
“I could’ve asked for a night with you instead of a kiss, but we both know how that would end.”
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