"Do you like playing with me, brat?," I clean my lips in an abrupt way, making a grimace of displeasure. "I told you not to kiss me again, it's not in my plans to have anything with you now or ever," I raise a threatening finger. So stop provoking me or I'll leave here and I'll never speak to you again, no matter how clever you think you are. Besides, I don't give a damn what you feel or want from me".
She looks at me unperturbed, still with vestiges of what had happened between us seconds before.
"I don't feel the same way," I keep saying, surely she's going to end up being offended and that will make her get away from me once and for all, "I'm not going to feel it and I don't care about your kisses or having anything to do with you, I don't even find you attractive, you know?"
"Oh, re
