Bibi froze at my words and turned to stare at me. "What?" she asked, but instead, I blinked my lashes at her and pouted my lips. She let go of my hand that instant.
"Stop that!" she yelled, creeped out, and my lips parted, making a soft pop sound. "Stop what?" I asked, fidgeting with my fingers and pouting. Her eyes widened with irritation, and her lips twitched.
"What the—" she screamed, but I stepped closer. She moved backwards, placing her left hand in front of me. "Stay back!" she cursed out, and I trembled, trying hard to seem focused, but I couldn't tear my gaze from her.
I was doing this to irritate her. I really didn't want to talk to her at all. Especially when I knew she'd tease me about last night's incident. Thinking of running around and actually pecking her cheeks… I felt like throwing up. And she caught track of my pink cheeks.
