[Music: Play With Fire By Sam Tinnesz & Yacht Money]
But I did the complete opposite.
I stood on his shoes and kissed him. As quick as my action was, my back pressed into the cold wall as Ares trapped me.
Just when I inched closer to taste more of him, he yanked his lips away, whispering to my ear. "A little bold for someone who has no appeal towards me."
Seriously? He's bringing that up now? Ugh!
Frustrated, I took my hand away, but he snatched my wrist, locking it above my head, and I groaned. I couldn't move my other hand because it was heavy from the cast, so it rested lifelessly at my side.
He had me just where he wanted me, gazing down on me like he had confined a mouse.
"Y-You're not being fair..." I found my voice, trying to keep it from shaking.
My words seemed to have struck a nerve because a crooked amusement contorted on his face.
"Fair?"
