We reached a room, and as soon as we were inside, he locked the door.
Dylan stood next to the bed, and after patting my butt, he dumped me on it. I landed hard, even though the bed was really soft.
I looked around the room and assumed this had been Dylan's room when he still lived here.
"You," Dylan said, pointing at me, "do as I say."
This time I chuckled and moved myself to be kneeling in front of him as he stood next to the bed. He was still taller than me, even if I was on the bed.
Dylan looked confused by my actions and frowned at me.
"Fine, let's stay here," I said. Dylan looked satisfied and was about to speak when I crashed my lips on his.
It took him a while to respond, but he finally did.
I was trying to get him on the bed, but he was like a statue. I placed my ha
