Azian (Prince of Dragons)
she added rolling out of bed.
I groaned slamming one of her fuzzy pillows over my face, "I mean what the hell he had even meant by boys and beasts?” I huffed, “and it wasn't even a kiss, kiss it was more like a ‘peck on the cheek but got mistaken for the lips’ kiss,” I argued into the pillow.
"Well,” she began taking the pillow off my face, “a kiss is a kiss," she explained quite frankly despite my harsh glare.
"Ugh!” I shut my eyes tightly. I didn’t want to think about it but even when I closed my eyes, all I saw was that moment.