It was a crazy week. The preparation for the annual homecoming party is so intense that we, the faculty, had to stay until past the office time just to finish in time.
“You should lay back. You’re working too much,” Fierce told me when he picked me up on Thursday night.
“We only have one more night and we’re still not done with the design. Everyone’s cramming. If it’s not because of the security telling us that it’s already late, we’ll not even think of—”
My eyes widened when he suddenly kissed me on the lips. I frowned at him.
He grinned. “There. You’re calmer now.”
I stared at him to know what he meant by that but then he just kissed me again. This time, it’s longer…and more passionate. His hands are on both sides of my waist while his lips hovered over mine, totally taking over
