Dirty game

Yul's POV.

Did she just... help me? I've been rejecting her so many times before.

I felt so good with her saving kisses. I kind of liked it and wanted to taste it again.

It tastes like revenge.

But I don't want to make her feel used. She's a woman more than that.

I stepped backward.

"I'm sorry, Cara," I said. "You don't deserve this."

"Kissing before me wouldn't do any good, Yul." George finally reached our destination. I didn't answer and walked away.

Flint followed me, so George, Harry, and Cara were the only ones left at Jun's house.

ARGHH! She's undeniably making me feel so bad about myself. Grr.

This is crazy!

Why am I running away from her while she's the one trespassing on my farm?

I'm now inside my house, drinking a liter of water. This sudden meeting between us made me dehydrated.

I sat down on my couch, waiting for the turtle Flint to reach me after he followed.

I was surprised.

It wasn't just Flint who came... but also Cara. She was with George and Harry.

This is so a