Passionate Way to Seal a Deal
“What?” I exclaimed in disbelief at his unexpected instruction.
“Get off my lap,” he repeated coldly.
That moment when he showed absolutely no interest made me feel that the grand castle that I had built might have been made entirely of sand and he was the high tsunami wave that threatened to destroy all of it in the blink of an eye. Instead of getting off, I pressed my hands against his chest and leaned closer to him until our faces were mere inches apart.
“What are you saying?” I asked as I tried to keep my frustrations from showing.
“Return to your seat, Dahlia,” he replied curtly.
“What about our deal? You’re not going to back away now, are you?” I asked while refusing to climb off his lap.