Chapter 22 Passionate Kiss

• "sorry, not sorry? I laughed out.
• "Oh, really?" He began to really tickle me now, causing me to buck in his arms before I screamed bloody murder. When I continued to buck, I ended up on my back against the couch, Drake hovering over the top of me.
• He finally stopped tickling me and was now staring intently into my eyes. Slowly, he lowered his voice to mine and I was frozen, the grin on my face slowly falling. My eyes searched his before falling to his lips. What was he doing? This wasn't part of the deal.....