Sweet poison
I mumbled
After which he served me some cupcakes, but his hand brushed against my skin, and our eyes connected, he brought his face towards mine till our lips connected, it was sweet warm, and tender, I almost didn't want him to stop, but he stopped and looked at me in the eye while a little satisfied smile played across his lips.
Thereafter, he walked back to his chair, and as he was about sitting his phone ranged and he pick to answer the caller.
He kept his face on me, and I tried to read his expression to get what the caller was saying, but I couldn't get anything from his blank expression.
So I took a bite from the vanilla flavored cupcake, unconsciously closing my eyes as I was hit by