I was confused and frustrated beyond belief. She always came onto me, would kiss me, ask me to hold her, take my hand, all of these things. But whenever I started returning her affections, it seems I was always pushed away. Well, not this time. Before she could leave the room, I stood and walked over to her. I grabbed her, spun her to face me, and kissed her fiercely, pulling her close to me. 'You're not walking away... not this time.' I thought.