"How does my lips taste?" He asked with that sexy grin of his. She shrugged. "You blood is what I tasted" she stated, punching him earlier caused a cut by the side of his lips. "Stop acting like you are mental and get off me" she instructed. "I won't" he concluded and lowered himself on her, his body a little pressed on hers. She stared into his eyes as if searching for something. Why was he doing all this? "Okay.... Okay, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have punched your face. You can tell me what's wrong, I'd listen" Daniel looked at her for a while, wondering how she knew something was wrong. "I never said something's wrong" he said with a hint of sadness in his tone of speaking. She looked at him in disbelief. "Okay, get off me. I'm uncomfortable" she said but he didn't make a move. She tr

