Chapter 3

He moved his hand around me so that he can place the plate he was eating from on the sink.

The sudden warmth I felt enveloping me from him was overwhelming. My breathing rate began to increase into a hissing noise.

I felt his breathe tickle near my ear, along with his lips and I had the sudden urge to squirm away from him, to back out.

However, I knew if I did that he would win. Because this was a game he was playing. A game to see if I could handle it and believe at this sudden proximity, I couldn't.

"Let's watch a movie," he breathed, a breath that fanned over my neck and resulted in strange shivers running down my body.

I swiftly turned around to face him, a full on knowing smirk on my face.

That made him stagger a bit and his eyes narrowed down at me.

He was mere inches from me and I would be lying if I said standing next to him up this close didn't affect me the slightest because it did. Oh it really did.

I swallowed, closed my eyes and took in all the courage that I had so that I could do what I was impending to do now.

I opened my eyes with a new resolve. I gave him what I hoped to be my most seductive look. I could tell this immediately affected him because he started shifting uncomfortably and he broke our close proximity by backing away.

He was frowning at me in confusion but I followed him, my intentions clear.

"K-Keya?" he stuttered.

Good. I thought. It was working.

"Hmm?" I made sure that my tone was extra sultry.

"What are you doing?" he rubbed the back of his neck.

"What am I doing?"

"I'm asking you," he licked his lip but his frown was now turning to a scowl.

"What do you think I'm doing?"

At that moment he was trapped between me and the fridge. I crossed my arms, and fluttered my eyes up at him.

"Dammit!" he cussed.

I cocked an eyebrow up in inquisition.

Then I thought of what my mother always told me to do when seducing a man."Easy all you have to do is strut up your boobs, pout and bite your lower lip while touching him lightly on any upper part of his body."

I started by biting my lip and then strutting my chest higher, I moved closer to him to tentatively hold on to his arm.

"Keya...what—"

"Shhh..." I stopped him as I placed a finger over his lip.

Oh! Those lips felt so soft against my fingers, they made me wonder how softer they will be to feel on my lip.

He groaned on his throat at the contact of my hand and the sound was just so sexy. He was breathing in pants, which was good because this is what I had wanted. I moved my hand from his lips to trail it all the way to the back of his neck and I watched as he closed his eyes in a strain.

"Ke—"

Before he could finish, I gripped his neck and pulled him down towards me so that his face was mere inches from mine. I smirked when he gasped in surprise. His eyes sprang open as they searched mine. And we were locked in a gaze.

I trailed my fingers up to his amazing locks of sandy brown hair. And I revelled on how silky soft his hair felt against my hand. I stroked the longer locks before tightening my grip and fisting my hand on his hair.

This made him groan. He closed his eyes for a mere second before opening them again.

I glimpsed it. I saw the lust printed fully on those green orbs. It was crystal clear.

He wanted me that way? I danced and twirled a full on ballerina in my head, just knowing this.

This was what I had wanted to know; if he really wanted me? Now that I knew, well I planned to torture him.

I drew my face closer to him, invading his personal space that our noses were almost touching. He closed his eyes, his lips parting lightly in harsh pants.

Was he expecting me to kiss him? Just like I had expected him to kiss me earlier?

Well revenge is a b!tch.

I inched closer until our nose touched.

This was affecting me even more than I had expected. I really wanted to kiss him right now. But I had to withdraw. I had to.

And so before our lips could almost touch, I whispered to him.

"Yes, let's go and watch a movie." I pulled my hands away from his hair and neck and moved two meters away from him as I held in fits of laughter which were threatening to unleash themselves by just looking at his lost expression.

I couldn't hold it. I burst out laughing when his expression turned to downright confusion and I could see disappointment there too.

Two can play at this game, Kyle. I thought. Bet you don't think I'm inexperienced now.