When my sight met his, my eyes immediately squinted for the side of his lips was tugged up in a handsome smirk.
"What are you doing here?" I questioned without breaking the contact with him. He let out a sigh of relief and his eyes became calm and composed. Entering the room, my eyes followed his every movement when it was only the two of us inside. "I'm asking what you are doing here?"
I suddenly remembered what almost happened to us yesterday causing my cheeks to burn in blush.
"I was looking for you." He didn't even cover the longing in his eyes but instead of feeling pity, I glared at him and was about to storm out of the room when he instantly pulled my arm, pinning me at the nearest wall and kissing me tenderly with passion.
I tried to pull him off me but he wouldn't budge and pull my arms up over my head. At first I was unresponsive but when I felt his soft lips being gentle, there was something in his kisses that made me kiss him back.