Aysel's POV
"I never asked you to follow me. I can do this by myself. I'm not a baby that needs a chaperon. I am sure I can go anywhere by myself. Would you let go of my hand? You are squeezing the daylight out of me."
I shoved his hands off mine. He grinned like a little boy.
"Just admit it, Aysel. You love having me here. Your mouth may say something else, but your body is telling me something different. Besides, if you think I am going to allow you to go all by yourself, then you must be more crazy than I thought. Just think of this as a camping experience. We have to bond together for us to accomplish what we want."
I groaned loudly. How can someone be so annoying and handsome at the same time?
I felt like my head was about to explode. He was not even taking my rejection seriou
