She was being just to cute. Her scowls, her glares, everything about her made him want to pull her close and not let go. He didn't want this to be just like last time though. He wanted to actually talk to her, whether or not she thought he was a git. Though he loved what they did together, and thinking about it drove him crazy at night, he didn't want this to just be physical. He wanted to get to know her, maybe make her not hate him. I mean, he couldn't get past the being an asshole part, that was genetically grafted into his DNA. I mean after all, look who at his mother. But maybe she could learn to live with that part.
But why did it matter so much, he kept asking himself. He couldn't possibly care about her that much, could he? He knew the answer, but refused to acknowledge it right now. It would complicate things to much, it was better this way. He sighed, glad that she came to him instead of walking away. As she tilted her head, it gave him better access to her neck and he dipped down and started to kiss her there. Not hot and heavy like last time, but more gentle and soft. He cradled her in his arms, gently kissing and nipping along her neck and jawline.
He didn't bother to make a reply to her last comment, because his mouth was already occupied.