GEEKY GIRL REVENGE
“Alright, alright. But I feel like a burglar on his own wedding night.”
“If you keep talking, I’ll throw my pajamas at your face.”
“Oh? That sounds more like a reward than a punishment,” he muttered teasingly, still smiling, still keeping his eyes shut.
I shook my head, holding back a smile, and changed as quickly as I could. My heart pounded uncontrollably. I was really doing this. All for revenge. For the pain he’d caused. And yet here I was like this, in front of the man I supposedly hated. Maybe.
Bab Populer