Isabella's POV
I push him away, not because I don't want this but because I don't want to get confused with all of these kisses which aren't defined.
He refused to talk about the first kiss and faked the second one. Now he is giving it to me again with no genuine reason.
Who the hell does he take me for?
I know I shouldn't have said sorry to him but I had to because I know he helped me out when I needed help. I wanted to regret why I accepted the offer in the first place but I can't.
I already conclude within myself that I won't regret it no matter what.
I like Romeo but not the same way I like him. I might consider Romeo but not with him in the picture, lurking around and monitoring my every movement.
Surprises flash across his expression. Before I can say anything, he grabs me again and kisses me, holding the back of my head firmly.
I want to struggle with him but I know I can't win this over.