Practice Kissing with the Bad Boy

"Blondie..." Judah trailed as if he was thinking real hard about something. "I'm giving you an out," he said finally.
"A what?"
"You don't need to do this with me. This whole... practice kissing thing, too. I think we’ve done enough. This game is getting too out of hand. You should just back out now, while you can. Because this isn't gonna end well for you,"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell are you talking about?" I scoffed and my voice was seriously high-pitched.
"I told you, you girls always have to attach emotions to everything. I can already feel it coming. So I'm telling you, you better run now or you're gonna end up falling for me, fast and hard," he said.
I snorted a real loud laugh instantly. It was a reflex of some sort.
"Judah, are you high or something?” I paused to gauge his reaction, but he remained serious. “Look, I can assure you, you don't have to worry about that. I'm not even attracted to you in the slightest," my laughter was maniacal and somewhat insulting.
“Oh really?” he asked.
“Yes, really,” I said reassuringly. “I have my feelings in check. So if there’s anyone that’s going to fall, that person won’t be me,”
Judah crossed his arms and let out an irritated laugh. Clearly, he took my words as a challenge as he raised an eyebrow and his lips twitched into a smirk. He stepped off his bike and moved closer to me. I stepped back in response, hitting the red brick wall behind me. My laughter died down instantly as he put both arms next to my face so that I was completely trapped between him and the wall.
"Alright Blondie, if that's how you wanna play it," he said lowly. "Game on,"
I looked up to see his dark amber eyes boring into mine, a predatory glint in his eyes. I suddenly felt weak and helpless, as if I was a little rabbit about to be swallowed whole by a lion. I gulped instinctively as he leaned closer to me.
"Tell your heart I'm gonna steal it," he murmured to my ears.