Chapter Twenty-six: The Media.

 DAWN.

I'm shock and surprise beyond words as his lips begins to move against mine while my eyes remains widen with my heat beating faster against my chest.

What the hell is he doing. What the hell am I doing? He is kissing me? And what am I doing? I'm letting him do it?

I pull back away from him with my eyes still widen, and he smirks down at me. That smirk that I want to badly wipe off his face.

“What the hell are you doing?”

I almost yell, and he chuckles before shrugging as if what he had just done is something funny.

He thinks just kissing me is funny? This fucking asshole! He fucking thinks this is something to laugh about?

“I kissed you cupcake, and don't try to deny that you wish I had continued. ”

He has a smug smile across his lips, so sure of himself.

“No I don't. ”

I seethe, my tone hard as I glare at him through my eyes, and he crosses his arms over hi