Lips Vs ticking bombs

"What is wrong with my hair?" Azalea almost stuttered, as she feared that she might tumble over to the back through the window and down the floor, if Ayden keep on moving much closer to her. It was like was never going to let go.

Azalea's mind ran to a intense space of thoughts and insinuations of 'What was he talking about? What was wrong with her hair? Had he seen her hair?!'

When Azalea couldn't take the mid heat that had started engulfing into her body and breaking down into dripping gust, she immediately pushed him with great force backward which almost made him stumble painfully to the ground.

Sensing the havoc that she was about to wreak, she immediately pulled his hand back closer to herself before he hit the floor. The force at which she had used to propel him forward with his chest hitting hers hard, widened Ayden's eyes in fearful shock that he could not control any of his reflexes knowing that they would both fall terribly out of the window.

Imminent danger call ha