Maybe they're getting some bow-chicka-pow-wow.I looked at him. Ew.He flashed his teeth. She's definitely not my type. His gaze dropped to my lips, and parts of me quivered in response to the heat in his gaze. But now I totally have that on my mind.I was breathless. You're a dog.If you pet me, I'll-Don't even finish that sentence, I said, fighting a grin.
In a playful exchange, the narrator reacts with surprise and disgust to a flirtatious comment from someone who seems overly confident. Despite their initial aversion, there is an undeniable physical connection as his gaze lingers on her lips, causing her to feel a mix of nervousness and intrigue. This creates a tension that both excites and annoys her.
The narrator attempts to maintain control over the situation, teasing back but also...
