“Y-you don’t need to point it out even more,”
My cheeks are tinted red. My eyes keep wandering around just to avoid eyes piercing to my soul. Hands frozen on the top of my lap as he still keeps his hand caressing my cheeks. My breathing is heavy not because of anger but because of this guy right in front of me.
A hint of smile that he is trying to prevent is obvious in his lips as he looks at my agitation. He must be having fun making me feel like this. We went from me pushing him away to him confessing everything to me finally admitting my feelings. What is this transition!
“You are so cute when you are nervous.” He says while looking at me.
I push his hand that is touching my cheeks away so I can lean to the seat. I heaved a sigh, calming my heart down from its fast beating. My heart
