Chapter Twelve.

Mirabelle's POV

After I had my bath, I felt better than I did before when I snuck into the room a few minutes back.

I smiled seductively at him and he raised an eyebrow at me, amusement displayed on his succulent plump pink lips as he stared back at me

I couldn't help biting on my lower lip, recollecting how soft his lip tasted while we kissed during the party.

As I walked towards the bed, I purposely swayed my hips in an attempt to arouse him again.

"What are you up to?" Noah threw back my question from earlier, his eyes never leaving mine as they sometimes traveled down to my boobs and my swaying hips, making me giggle lightly as I stopped on his side of the bed

"How about I fulfill your request?" I asked in a whisper and Noah immediately sat up on the bed, his eyes shimmering with excitement In them.

"You're serious?" He asked doubtfully, 'cause I've played him a lot of times before.

Every little thing I did always turned him on, so sometimes I usually used it to make fun of him