'Can I consider that an invitation?'
If emotions could have physical attributes my face would've boiled right now because of his words.
I-invitation? What on earth is this man thinking about? I flushed some more when my mind suddenly entered a forbidden cave.
"No!" I resolutely refused as I tried to move back, move away from him. The fire in his eyes is scaring me and it seems like he's about to devour me whole.
My attempt in fleeing was short-lived when I felt his hands firmly placing my legs beside him.
"A cat is trying to leave. Too bad the cat is mine," He snickered.
"Shut up!" I shouted back and without even considering if he can withstand it, my mouth moved fast and words went out while my hand formed signs as fast as how I formed words.
I closed my eyes waiting for the impact
