Last Chance
I look up to see Elena's flushed face and her blazing eyes shooting daggers into me.
She walks towards me and jabs her finger into my chest with each word she says. "Don't," jab, "touch," jab, "me," jab, "ever," jab, "again," jab.
I grin at her. "Oh sweetie. I can't make that promise. You're too irrestible."
Her eyes ignite even further.
"Maybe just don't want me to touch you because you still feel something between us and you don't like it," I go on.