"You... what are you doing?" Bella was so nervous she started stuttering, her face had a slight blush.
Damian looked up at her, half of his upper body pressed into her space, seeing her face so tense and flushed, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.
"What do you think I'm doing?" Damian lowered his voice and asked quietly, making sure Aiden in the backseat didn't hear.
"I... how should I know." Bella's heart was pounding non-stop, her gaze wandered, she didn't dare to look at him.
"You don't know, then why is your face red? What's going on in that head of yours?"
"You... you get away." Bella gently reached out to push him, her face almost turning crimson.
He was so close that his presence nearly filled every inch of air around her, making her so nervous it was hard to breathe, her palms began sweating.
