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𝐈 𝐒 𝐀 𝐁 𝐄 𝐋 𝐋 𝐄
"Don't think this changes anything," I say as I place my head onto the glass of Adonis' car.
"Was his breath bad or something?" He questions.
"You know?" I question and he nods.
"And no it wasn't, surprised you even noticed with your tongue down her throat," I say annoyed.
"Who is she anyway?" I question turning to face him.
"A friend," he says and I roll my eyes.
"Why'd you get sick after he kissed you?" he questions.
"Don't ask me questions and expect answers when you won't answer any of mine," I say.
"Alice," he tells me.
"What?" I question and he glances at me for the slightest second.
"Her name, it's Alice," he says and I nod.
"Now why'd you throw up?" He questions.
"I haven't kissed anyone since my ex," I explain.
"Not really answering my question," he says.
"I don't want to talk about it," I say, as I look out through the window.
We both go silent for a while and I watch as the car speeds past the other cars.
"How'd you see?" I question.
"See what?" he asks, a little irritated.
"When Jackson kissed me," I say and he chuckles.
"I didn't," he says before I turn to look at him.
"Then how'd you know?" I ask.
"Jackson has a guilt face, and that's when he gets rejected hard, which made me know he definitely went in for the kiss," he says.
His hand grips onto the steering wheel tightly and I see his jaw tighten, his eyes are directed onto the road and he pulls his lower lip in between his teeth, holding onto it harshly.
I feel my whole body go hot and I break the silence once aga
