Kai blinked his eyes and held his breath when he realized Bree's face was so close.
She was also standing barely a step away, cornering him against the tree.
"You're fifteen seconds late," Bree whispered—as her hand slowly made its way to the side of Kai's face, pressing hard against the tree and cutting one of his paths to escape. "I told you to instantly come to the backyard."
"It's not even a minute," Kai smiled sheepishly.
But he shivered when Bree's other hand pressed on the side, fully trapping Kai in the middle.
"I-Is this still about the bet I made with Barbara?"
"Yes, it is…"
"I already apologized, and you're still mad? What can I do?"
"You misunderstood me." Bree leaned close to his neck, forcing him to look away as his body shivered—from her warm breath brushing against his skin. "Who said that I'm mad? I'm not mad at you at all."
"Y-You're not?"
"No."
"T-Then what is this about? I don't understand."
