Imagine 68: Candy kisses
Michael was sitting at the table with a bag of your favorite strawberry candies. You were sitting across from him with a couple carrot sticks. He was taunting you. Ever since you started your diet he had started doing things like this. It was torture.
“Would you go away with those?” you asked before munching on one of the carrots.
“Nope,” he chuckled before popping another one into his mouth.
“I’m trying to diet!” you exclaimed, exasperated with him.
“You’re perfect the way you are.”
“I’m fat.”
“No you’re not,” he popped another one into his mouth and let out a sigh of happiness. You glared at him but his plan was working.
“You’re evil.” He shrugged before pulling out the last candy from the bag. He slowly unwrapped it and placed it in his mouth, watching you with a smug expression the entire time. “That’s it!” you exclaimed before reaching across the table and pulling him by the collar of his shirt. You crashed your lips against his but he easily dominated the kiss.
You pulled back a little bit later having successfully stolen the candy. He was grinning ear to ear like a kid while you felt happy and guilty all at the same time.