Roseline's POV
"Don't move" Threatening me he stood in between my knees and concentrated on his work of putting a bandage on my nonexistent wound.
I was watching him intently while he was doing his work and when he was done he placed a small kiss on the top of my finger.
"Now it will heal faster" I joked.
"What are you? 13?" He asked in a serious tone.
"Do I look like 13 to you?" I asked him.
His eyes moved down my body and I could see a flash of lust passing through them, his thumbs which were resting on my waist started stroking me there.
"No" he replied
And before I could retaliate his lips crashed on mine.
The moment froze for me and the moment his lips touched mine and I blossomed like a flower. Our lips melted with each other as if they were meant to be there. I forgot everything around and the only focus remained was him. It ignited a rush of emotions that left me spellbound.