Draining Mr. Brainy -(DA series book 1)

Chapter 15

Zorion Point of View

An hour into the game, I was kissed all over my face for a three dozen times.

The game is no more about avoiding the paintballs, she went to them and got hit. It almost – almost looked deliberate.

Covered in different colored paints, Meow was panting as she ran and hopped around like a blind grasshopper looking for her flags.

With successful zero hits from my end, I procured four flags until now and the paints covering my clothes is the result of hugging her time and again.

Meow, on the other hand, is holding one flag tucked in her waist belt.

"Why do you go there when you know you will get hit?" I growled out.

She just does about everything in her hands to get hit by the balls. I mean, girl, at least make it look less intentional.

"I found a flag there. Be ready for me, I'll come to hug and kiss you once I get the flag." She shouted from the other side of sand hill.

Again?

I've had enough hugs for the day.

About having enough kisses... no comments.

I expertly avoided the series of paint balls shot towards me and got another flag which was half buried under the sand hill.

By the time I got mine, Meow got hers as well with newly added paints dripping from her shirt. I ducked another paint ball and walked towards her all the while taking shield from the wooden boxes places here and there.

Once near me, I pulled Meow towards me as I saved her from getting hit by another shot of paints. Behind the boxes, we breathlessly hugged each other before pulling out the small water bottle from our belt to take a gulp of the liquid.

"Again." She heaved taking another gulp of water.

"No thanks. I had enough. I'm not thirsty anymore." I answered back pushing down the small bottle into my belt again.

Meow giggled and shook her head, "No. We should hug again."

"Why?"

"Because you got the flag too." She said in a you-can't-even-see-the-obvious tone.

"For which I hugged you just now." What was her point exactly?

"That hug was for my flag."

Uhh! Her logic is a little –

"We both hugged together in one sense so both the purposes are fulfilled. I was hugging you for my flag and you were hugging me for yours."

"Then I will forfeit my hug from before. I was receiving your hug, not giving you one. Now I will give you one for mine." Saying, she jumped on me for a tight hug.

At her sudden movement, I instinctively caught her mid air and held her tightly preventing her from falling down.

That was careless of her!

What if she got hurt?

What if she hurt her head? Was she less crazy now that she is asking for more?

"You want to be incapable for life?" I said gruffly in her hair. My arms went tighter around her waist as I held her close to me.

"I still have you." I closed my eyes at her words when a new kind of ache settled in my heart.

What kind of book was she reading to play such comeback cards? Her words almost got my knees weak.

Almost...