"So, what do you think?" she taunted, "Weren't you unhappy when I kissed you back then? If you have the guts, kiss me back!"
"Aren't you quite fierce?"
"If you have the guts, kiss me! Kiss me until I'm satisfied and I'll go back with you!"
She didn't want to go back with him.
It was just an excuse she came up with randomly.
Because she knew, he wouldn't kiss her.
He had always rejected her getting close to him, and for some reason, he wouldn't even let her hug him!
"Oh, not kissing, huh! Then I'm leaving!"
She swaggered, wobbling as she was about to walk out.
"Stop." Edward White caught her.
Like picking up a kitten, he dragged her back.
"Kiss."
It's just a kiss, nothing significant.
He held her fair hand, kissed the back of it.
This normal kiss, nothing to it!
It's the high society's hand-kissing ceremony.
"Let's go."
Now that he had kissed her, she couldn't cause any more trouble, could she?
