Lana’s Point of View
No no no, this isn’t happening, this is definitely not happening.
I tried to push Christian off of me, but his body remained rigid like a block of pure muscles, he didn’t even flinch; his eyes narrowed hungrily at me; searching for answers that he could probably guess.
“I have always found you suspiciously weird, " He leaned in, his hot breath fanning across my face as I stared back at him helplessly. “You were too pretty to be a boy, blush way too damn hard, you’re soft, your voice is so light, and the almost flawless skin.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I groaned in between clenched teeth as I clasped my thighs tightly, preventing those daring knees from reaching my forbidden part of my body.
“Do you still deny it even though you’re aware I can see
