Chapitre 57: Not A Rejection, Nor a Confession

His heart pounded. If only she could hear it. He was jealous of her courage and was hoping he could easily convey his feelings for her.

"Why do you have to count the times I rejected you? And for the record, tonight was not a rejection. So it's sixty-four." He ranted.

Brie had a wide grin on her face. "Really? You're not rejecting me?" 

"Whatever. I'm just not in the mood for that. Besides, we're talking about your birthday. Just tell me what you want except me. You're always around me anyway. Why would you want me as a gift?"

She turned her body to his side, making him feel uncomfortable. Not because he didn't like it, but because Brie's chest was bigger for her age. She was wearing a white collared top and he just noticed her laced bra was visible because it was too thin.

She was being careless and realizing she was with Karl earlier made his blood boil. He wanted to hunt the guy and punch him in the face.