Chapter 50

BRIANNA'S POV

AS I Slammed the door behind myself, one thing was certain, I was convinced I was the

the meanest person alive at that point in time, I had acted without thinking and only in reflex and slapping him was the last thing I should have done.

There was no use crying over spilled milk as Whatever way I thought if the deed was done already.

I thought about walking back to the room to apologize but my pride was adamant that he deserved it, all those wouldn't have happened if he had just stayed in his space.

I had no idea about why I had acted that way, it was the first kiss I was getting from him in months, but I had let my emotions get the better of me.

As I roamed the Patio, I could still feel his lips burning upon mine painting it's nakedness with art, I raised my fingertips to my lips and touched them slightly.

My Goodness what did I do? Why did I do it?.

A lot of questions were racing in my mind at that moment, questions I didn't have the appropriate answers to, the more