6. Zayne

We slowly pull away from each other while I think about what the fuck just happened. All I remember before my desire took over me is the fact that I just wanted to make her shut up. And the only way I could think about is kissing her. Way to go, Zayne.

She's looking at me like I'm some maniac before she wipes her swollen lips as if she's disgusted by me. That's not the reaction I was expecting. Women love kissing me, and I doubt I'm a bad kisser. Now she even makes me doubt my kissing skills?

"You talk a lot." I know it's a lame excuse but that's all I can manage to say. She really makes me go speechless. There are cameras in the place and I just hope she doesn't report me for assault because the look on her face is not one of satisfaction.

"What is wrong with you?" Her eyebrows are furrowed and I watch as she licks her lips, making my eyes widen. "Do you go around kissing people to shut them up?"

"No, but it's definitely a good strategy for dealing with people who never shut up." She