Clash of emotions.
Lisa’s stance.
“No,” he howled. He held my hand tightly and started arguing with me. What kind of person is he?
“I don’t understand why you are acting like this,” I sniggered, still holding my hand.
“Why are you with her?” he questioned again.
“I like her,” I replied.
“Why? Do you like her more than me?” he asked. Was he angry because he was jealous?
I couldn’t control my laughter.
“What?” he asked.
“Don’t tell me you are angry because you are jealous of her.” I looked at him, but he looked away. I tiptoed and grabbed his face. I blushed when I saw his cute, shy face. What the heck!
“Are you always this cute, Ace?” I teased him.
“What do you think?” He grinned, grabbing my hand. “Am I cute, mate?”
“Yes,” I blurted out. I couldn’t resist his charm.
“Really?”
