“this is one for the books”

"shut up, you love me." he mutters, turning to me as i sit up on my bed, slowly licking his bottom lip. "no, i dont." i bite back. our deep green eyes meet and he bends down to me. his hand rests right beside my thigh. our noses are almost touching, a single brown curl drooping down on his face. he speaks in a raspy whisper, "you calling me liar?". i gulp, his dominant eyes trailing down to my parted lips. i hold my trembling breath as he awaits for my answer. i raise my hand up, sliding it…