Tyler saw Tulip getting inside the car, standing near his own black BMW i8. He remembered the first time he saw her in the corridor, where they both collided. The moment their skin came into contact, he felt like the electricity passed through his entire body.
And after that, every time he saw her he felt that undeniable pull towards her. It didn’t matter whether it was her tit for tat self or a pretending to be nerd one. He knew what it felt like to press his lips against hers with the barrier of his hand, but he wanted more than that. He wanted to taste those pink lips, kiss her senseless, but only with her consent.
When he saw her at the basketball court during the match last Friday, he thought she was ready to give him a chance he was begging for, something he didn’t do often. But
