5. Becoming Toxic

Tessa's POV

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"My. Name. Is. Tessa. Not Teresa!" I exclaimed while pressing on each word at him with a stupefied expression, and he just looked right back at me with mischief.

After that he came closer to me and took a seat right next to me. I was a little baffled by his close proximity as I inhaled his scent, which was wood-like, spicy, and something more I couldn't describe.

He looked at me with an amused expression which irritated me a lot but I could not keep my head straight when he was so close to me. Then I recalled what he said in the class some moments ago, and I remembered that I hate him.

I turned towards him with a hard expression on my face, "What do you want from me?" I grumbled annoyedly at him.

He smiled at me and all his attention did weird things to my heart and body which were messing with my anger, "Do you really like me?" he asked amusedly, and I widened my eyes at him.

But, then I recollected myself as I answered him in a careless tone, "Don't ge