“Is that why you’ve been avoiding me for the past two days?” he asked, but I was already walking away. “Or are you just ashamed to admit you enjoyed kissing me?” I halted, my face flaring red as I turned back to him. “Don’t flatter yourself.” “To be fair, I do better when I’m prepared.” “Good for you,” I said, unamused. He let out a small laugh. “Just so you know, today I’m prepared.”
