"Arianna," Marcel called her as they were ready to leave. She hadn't looked at him after that prayer and he must have sensed her irritability because he cupped her face with his broad hands saying, "The prayer was for you, Arianna. I would pray to any God right now if only that would keep you safe."
"Aww, that's so sweet of you," She swooned yet her face became impassive in the next seconds, "Don't care. Humph!" she threw her face the other way.
He took his cousin's side on the first day of their relationship! Arianna knew that was petty and childish of her to take that as a crime against him when it was for the greater good but she liked to see him rattled a bit.
And while she was still annoyed with him, Marcel tilted her head and kissed her on the lips, every form of anger leaving her body at once.
No, this was foul play!
He deserved a red card for this! But then, who cares when he was melting her insides with the toe-curling kiss.
