~{INGRID'S POV}~
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I wanted to say something but I didn't know what to say or how to say it. He was still standing before me, patiently waiting for my response to his question.
"I-"
"Since you don't-"
We both spoke at the same time and stopped as we stared at each other before he said.
"What were you going to say?"
"It's a question. What if we decide to date each other, will you not kiss me?" I asked in surprise.
"I won't," he agreed and I stared at him like he just walked out of another world.
"Why?"
"Because that's a personal decision."
"But what if I want to kiss you," I asked.
"Then I won't let you," he simply said and I blinked at him.
Was he serious right now?
He won't let me?
"So, will you still want to be with me even when I won't touch you?" He asked and I found myself still staring.
"How about cuddling?" I asked.
"I can manage that only if you don't use that as a motive to seduce me into kissing you." He bluntly said and I gasped at his audacity.
