TRIGGER WARNING: CONTENT BELOW CONTAINS r**e.
Hannah's POV
I am doomed, right?
His palm enveloped my hand, still resting it against his cheek. " I am sorry, I should have touched you. I will never touch you again, I promise " I spoke hurriedly. He let out a small sigh and opened his gorgeously sculpted eyes. " Don't make promises you can't keep."
I blinked at him for a while, remembering that my palm is still against his cheek. I was thinking about removing when he gripped it harder against his cheek. " Why would you think that I would not be able to keep a promise?" I asked, uncertainty filling my mind.
" Because I know that you will not be able to not touch me," He replied, displaying his flirtatious smirk. I rolled my eyes at him before replying," I will be able to not touch you,"
