CHAPTER 27

She picked up two cupcakes from the tray and handed me one. I got it and took a bite of it. It was as tasty as it smelt, exorbitantly delicious. I had to give it to her, and she did a good job.

"Hope, this is delicious," I acknowledged.

"Thanks," she said stiffly.

I sighed and kept the cupcake down. She watched me quietly. I walked closer, and she moved backward until her butt hit the counter's edge. End of the road, I smiled. We looked at each other in the eyes, our breath the only thing that pierced through the silence.

I had kissed her once, and that was without permission. I hated myself for that. But now, she was wide awake, her heart pounding again in her ribs, and we came face to face, a few inches apart. I bet she knew what was about to happen.

"You are angry at me," I pointed out. "Why?".

"I'm not," she said, out of breath. She was probably mesmerized by my presence close to her. She held her breath. I stared at her lips as she spoke, and they were so beautiful, still