It is only a kiss

"Hey."

"Jesus, Blaze!" Arabella gasped and glared at him as he appeared in front of her. "What the fúck is wrong with you?!"

"You barely cuss before. What has gotten into you?"

Arabella ignored his question and walked to the wardrobe. She flung it open, rummaging through it. She was aware she'd get into trouble if Sandro didn't see her in the room but she didn't intend to wear his shirt all day.

"Why weren't you in the room?"

"What were you in my room for?" She asked him. She turned and noticed he was watching her. "What?"

"It's weird to see you getting mad at me. Did Sandro do something? Well, I am not surprised. Did he fúck you against your will?"

Arabella sighed. Her resolve broke and despite not wanting to talk about what was going on with her, she shook her head. Her lips trembled and her eyes flitted to Blaze.

Blaze was in front of her in a second and he gripped her chin. "Hey, I am sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."

"You didn't." Said Arabella. Her eyes watered and she attempt