“I’m not saying you should kiss my lips though I know you very much want to.”

“Don’t assume the wrong things.” she turned away with heated cheeks.

“Okay, okay. If you don’t have the courage, you can let me kiss you.”

“I’ll do it myself.” she turned to look at him. He’s wearing that annoying smile this time.

“What? You don’t have the courage?”

“Who says so?” she tip-toed and planted a kiss on his forehead.

“Ah, I didn’t feel ...