Ryan's POV
Having a taste of her sweet lips makes me lose my mind and I find myself leaning in closer for more and expecting her to open up for me to explore the insides of her mouth.
Instead, she places her two hands on my chest and pushes me away roughly, her face in a deep frown with her eyes in a depth of annoyance for what I just did.
Rather than feeling sorry, I plaster a wide grin on my face and she pushes me off the bed.
"What the hell was that for? Are you crazy?" She thunders in anger and I find myself laughing on the floor.
What exactly is amusing to me? I do not know.
"A practice. We might have to kiss in front of Mother tomorrow…"
"What?" She furrows her brow, the anger increasing.
I rise slowly and sit back on the bed. "We are going to meet with Mother tomorrow."
She
