Текст книги "Next-Door Incubus"

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CHAPTER 10

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Dani

Eros took my hand and led me to Javier, Zane, and Maria. I scooted onto the very end of the booth, next to Maria who was smirking at me.

She was wearing a sexy mermaid costume—a skintight green sequin skirt with two colorful seashells covering her breasts and a lilac-colored starfish pinned in her hair. “Girl, you look so sexy,” she said.

I adjusted the horns on my head and sipped my water.

Zane leaned against the table—his green elf hat nearly falling off—and raised a brow. “Is that water? How are you supposed to have any fun with that?”

Heat crawled up my neck. Truth was that I wasn’t planning to have any fun tonight. Not after last year—especially if people remembered.

Maria wrapped an arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer. “Dani’s going to have the time of her life tonight—with or without alcohol.” Her breath smelled like beer, but I was grateful for her. At least she didn’t tell them what had happened.

Throughout the night, I watched Maria flirt with Javier and Zane who each had a girl that I had never met before tucked under their arms and were whispering to them. The two girls and Maria were giggling at Zane’s vaguely pointed elf ears and trying on Javier’s plastic golden cross that was a part of his priest costume.

Eros, on the other hand, didn’t pay attention to any of them. He didn’t even try to flirt. Instead, he was gently tightening and relaxing one of his hands into a fist on top of the table. His ring glistened under the dim light, giving it a slight pink tint against his tan skin.

His gaze was fixed on me. But when I looked at him—even if it was for a moment—those green eyes would darken, and he’d look away.

I gazed around, trying to find Trevon or even Kasey, but they both seemed to have disappeared. Samantha was still behind the bar, pushing drinks to customers who were too drunk to stand straight. Bouncers were walking through the crowd every now and then. At one point, Maria even tried to drag me onto the dance floor with the rest of the group, but I declined.

Eros and I stayed at the table alone.

The girls were grinding against Javier and Zane, eyes closed slightly. Their skirts riding up their legs, hips moving so sensually. Partition played through the speakers, and a part of me wanted to get out there and forget about my worries. Let my body move with ease. Let loose with Eros behind me. His hands on my hips, pulling me closer. His lips against my ear, whispering something sinful to me.

I gnawed on my lip and glanced over at him. He was staring right at me and didn’t look away this time. His fingers grazed against the stubble on his face. “Are you thinking about me, Dani?”

My cheeks flushed, and I looked down. I wished I had the liquid courage to admit that I was thinking about him—had been thinking about him—and couldn’t stop, but I was a coward and I was taken by a man who would rather spend his night drinking in his office than see me dressed up for him.

I grabbed Mom’s pendant and glanced around the room, not being able to hold his stare. Trevon was leaning over the bar, chatting with Samantha, a half-empty glass in his hand. I sighed.

“No,” I said.

Eros leaned his forearms onto the table, biceps flexing. He picked up his drink and swirled it around, still staring intensely at me. “I hope you know that liars are sent to hell.”

I’d been sinning since the day I met him. I doubted that I’d be sent anywhere else.

“It’s good I’m not a liar then.”

He chuckled lowly and shook his head, pieces of his dark hair falling onto his face. “Dani, there’s a special place in hell for you.”

I shuffled up in the seat, dropped Mom’s pendant from my fingers, and leaned close to the table, breasts pressing into it. “And I bet it’s filled with demons that’ll eat me alive, right?”

His gaze traveled down my chest, then back up it. “They’ll tear you apart.”

My eyes lingered on his plump lips, hanging off of each word that he said.

“They’ll leave you trembling.”

I pressed my knees together.

He brushed his fingers against my cheek, his ring warming my skin, and lightly grasped my chin. “They’ll bite into your soft flesh.”

“They’ll make me scream, won’t they?” I asked.

He took a deep breath, jaw tensing. “Damn it Dani, they’ll make you do more than that.”

My God, I wanted him closer.

“Hell doesn’t seem that bad,” I whispered.

A stabbing pain split through my stomach. I placed a hand over it, hoping that it wouldn’t ruin this moment because I was about to do something so sinful and Hell looked way too appealing for me to pass up now. I was sure that Mom would’ve thought Eros was pure evil, but all I could think about was the growing ache between my legs and how he was the only one who could stop it.

His gaze dropped to my lips. He smelled so good.

Another pain pierced through the other side of my stomach. “Fuck,” I whispered, leaning back. I squeezed my eyes shut. This couldn’t be happening. Not again.

“Are you okay?” Eros asked, brows furrowed together. That lustful look in his eyes had disappeared. “You look pale.”

No. No. No. No. No. Not here. Not now.

He brushed his hand against my cheek, but I pushed it away. My stomach tightened, and I gripped the table, pulling myself to the edge of the booth. Everything suddenly felt weak. “I need to get to the bathroom.” I used all of my energy to stand, and then I doubled over onto the ground. My stomach churned. Bile burned the back of my throat. And it happened.

I placed my hand on the filthy bar floor, my arms shaking. Everything I had eaten earlier was now lying in a thick puddle in front of me.

A girl screamed when she stepped in it with her shiny silver stilettos. People scurried away from our booth, wide eyes fixed on me.

All I felt was a heap of shame and embarrassment. I stumbled to my feet and rushed to the bathroom before it happened again. Sweat was dripping down my back in this latex suit. My fingers were trembling. Tears were streaming down my cheeks.

I slammed the bathroom door and locked it. I grasped onto the sink, using all of my strength to hold myself up. And, again, I puked.

Why was this happening again? What was wrong with me?

Tears welled up in my eyes. Not only did I just embarrass myself in front of everyone here, but Eros too. One moment I was thinking about sinning with him, the next I was on the ground, puke spewing from my mouth. Why was I such an embarrassment?

My mascara was rolling down my cheeks, leaving black splotchy lines. My hair was disheveled. Someone knocked on the door. “Dani?” Maria said. “Can I come in?”

I wrapped my arms around myself and leaned against the wall. I didn’t want anyone to see me like this. I just wanted to go home—where I should’ve been.

“Please open the door,” Kasey said a few moments later. I didn’t respond to her either.

Another pain gnawed at the inside of my stomach. I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping that it would go away this time, and thankfully it did. Tears raced down my cheeks. How could I go back out there tonight? I couldn’t. Maybe Trevon would let me hide in his office until the night was over. No way was I going to face all of those people—even for just a moment.

After talking myself out of jumping through the window and disappearing for the night that way, I opened the door, expecting to see either Maria or Kasey.

Eros was leaning against the wall with his jaw clenched, eyes focused intensely on me. He gripped my glass of water in his hand. “Did you leave your drink alone?”

“Can-can you just leave me alone, Eros?” I whispered and wrapped my arms around my body. I tried to squeeze by him and sneak into the hallway to Trevon’s office, but he grabbed my arm.

“No, I can’t. Someone spiked your drink.” He pulled me closer to him. “Now, did you place your glass down anywhere?”

I shook my head. “No…” Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes again. “I never set it down.” Not once.

My gaze shifted behind him to Trevon who was storming toward us, lips in a tight line, tie loose around his neck. He had a dirty mop in one hand. “Dani, I need to speak with you in my office. Now.” He hurried down the hallway to his office and held the door open for me.

After giving Eros my weakest grimace, I walked into Trevon’s office. There was an open bottle of Brandy on his desk, and a pile of costumes and accessories that people must have left or lost tonight on the plush green chair across from his desk. He slammed the door and placed the mop against the wall. “What was that?”

“I—I’m sorry.”

“Sorry, Dani? That’s all you have to say? This is the second time you’ve puked everywhere in my bar. And each time I have to clean up your mess.”

I parted my lips, keeping my eyes trained on the floor. “Eros said that my drink was spiked.”

He gave me a hollow laugh. “You think your drink was spiked? Really? You think someone would spike your drink two fucking parties in a row? Do you know the probability of that?” he asked, his breath reeking of alcohol. He walked to his desk and shook his head.

“I’m sorry,” I said. “I don’t… know what you want me to say.”

“How much did you have to drink tonight?”

“I didn’t have anything.”

“Don’t bullshit me,” he said, jaw twitching. The raging look he was giving me was absolutely terrifying—I had never seen him look so wrathful before.

“I didn’t! Why would I lie to you?” I clenched my teeth together. “Why are you acting like this?”

Guilt flashed across his face but disappeared almost immediately. After a few moments of complete silence, he shook his head again and snatched a gold chain off his desk, throwing it into the pile of clothes on the green chair. “How much?”

“What don’t you understand about the word ‘none’? I had nothing! Maybe if you actually saw me tonight, you would know that. But you were out having such a merry fucking time with everyone else. Couldn’t be seen with the girlfriend that you begged to come.”

“Dani—”

“No!” I stepped forward. “Don’t Dani me. I came here for you. Not to dress up and dance and have a good time. I came here because you wanted me to. You told me you wanted to show me off. And what do you do? Ignore me all fucking night?”

“Is that why you puked everywhere?” His voice was oddly calm. “You wanted to get my attention?”

I dug my nails into my palms. “Are you serious right now? Are you really fucking serious?” I stormed to the door. I wished he never opened this stupid damn bar. “I’m not taking this anymore.”

“Less I have to clean up later on,” Trevon said under his breath.

I slammed the door. Fuck him. Fuck this whole damn thing. He wasn’t going to ever have to clean up my mess again because I would never come back to this place. This bar was far more important to him than I ever was.

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CHAPTER 11

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Dani

I didn’t know where Kasey was, Maria wasn’t at the booth, and I had $2.75 of spare change in my wallet. So, I walked to the bus stop at the corner of Sixth and Liberty bounced up and down on my toes, trying to keep myself warm.

Sharp pains continued to pulse in my stomach. I feared that as soon as I stepped onto the bus, I’d throw up again. But it was my only way home.

A familiar black car pulled up to the curb with its window rolled down. With one hand resting against the top of the wheel, the other on the gearstick, Eros leaned over the passenger seat and gazed out the window. “Get in.”

I clenched my fists by my side. “No.” I didn’t need him cleaning up my mess either.

“Get in, Dani, or I’ll put you in myself.”

My bus approached a red light down the street. I pulled out my wallet.

Eros sighed and parked the car. “Why do you have to make this hard?” He got out of the car.

“I’m not going with you. I’ll just puke all over your car.”

“I don’t care what you do in my car.”

“Well, I do.”

He opened the passenger door and waited patiently for me. “Just get in, Dani. It’s cold out.” After a couple of moments, he took my hand and pulled me toward the car.

I frowned at him, feeling torn, and sat. I just wanted to get home as soon as possible, so I could curl up into my blankets and forget about this whole night.

The ride was silent. I stared out the window, watching beads of rain race alongside the glass. Did Trevon really think of me as work? Was that what I was to him—just a mess that needed to be cleaned up? Tears welled up in my eyes. Why didn’t he believe me when I told him my drink was spiked? It was like he didn’t even care about it or about me.

I took a shaky breath and gripped the handle on the car door tightly in my hand. Don’t cry, Dani. Not in front of Eros. You’ve embarrassed yourself enough tonight.

A tear slipped down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away with the back of my hand.

“Dani,” Eros said quietly, looking at me from the driver’s seat. “It wasn’t your fault.”

My chin trembled.

It was my fault. I was the one who couldn’t hold it in. I was the one who made a mess. And I was the one who couldn’t even clean it up.

“Look at me.”

Another sharp pain pierced through me. I clutched my stomach, eyes widening. “Pull over.”

“Dani—”

“Now.”

As soon as the car stopped on the side of the road, I stumbled out and fell to my knees on the concrete. My throat burned, and I hurled but nothing came out. My stomach was turning over and over, not stopping. My arms were posted on the ground, trembling.

More tears were falling.

I wanted to go home.

Eros got out of the car, and the next thing I knew I was in his lap, his arms curling around my body. He laced his fingers into my hair and gently rubbed the top of my head.

“I—I wasn’t faking it,” I said, choking on my words. I wasn’t even trying to hold back the tears anymore.

“I know,” Eros whispered.

I squeezed my eyes shut, letting the rain drench me. At least he didn’t think I was just looking for attention. I grasped onto him, hoping that he’d never let me go.

He gently held the sides of my face. “Dani, can you look at me?” His eyes were a soft green and his hair was plastered against his forehead. Drops of water were rolling down his cheeks and falling off of his jaw.

“I didn’t even want to go tonight.”

“Don’t sacrifice your happiness for someone else, especially for someone who treats you like that.”

Ollie’s Diner sign blinked above his perfect fucking face, and I paused. I wasn’t sacrificing my happiness, was I? I just wanted to make Trevon happy. When he was happy, I was happy. It was just a bad night. We would get over this.

He picked me up in his arms and placed me back in the car, adjusting the vents so the hot air would warm me.

As soon as we got home, I brushed my teeth and rinsed my mouth with mouthwash, getting the vile taste of tonight out of my mouth. Eros was in the kitchen, pouring me some medicine. Needing desperately to also take a warm shower, I locked the door and peeled off the top half of my costume.

I hooked my thumbs under the material and tried pulling it down. After five minutes of struggling, I let out a scream. Tonight just kept getting worse and worse, didn’t it? All I wanted was to take this off and forget about everything. Just one simple wish.

Eros knocked on the door. “Are you okay?”

“I can’t get this damn thing off.” I wiggled my hips again, pushing and pulling it in different directions. It should be so simple, so goddamn simple.

“Do you need help?”

“No.”

Yes, I did. Someone helped me get it on, someone probably needed to help me get it off. But that someone couldn’t be Eros. I didn’t have the energy to deal with his flirting right now.

I jerked up my knee, hoping that it’d help loosen something—anything—but I banged it against the closet door. “My God.”

“Let me help you,” Eros said.

I glared at the door, debating whether or not to actually open it for him and let him see me so bare. “If I unlock this door and you try something, I’ll suffocate you with this damn suit,” I said.

“I’m not going to try anything, Dani.”

I covered my breasts with my arm and opened the door. He stood in the doorway with a medicine cup in one hand. He had changed his angel costume out for a tight blue crewneck that hugged his body perfectly.

After placing the cup on the sink, he took a deep breath and knelt down in front of me. His fingers grazed against the sides of my hips. He loops them inside of my waistband, balled his hands into fists, and flexed his biceps. When he pulled down, the veins in his arms grew slightly more pronounced.

The costume slid over my hips almost effortlessly for him. Very slowly, he pulled it down my legs. Inch by inch by inch. His gaze followed. Once the costume was at my feet and I was standing in nothing but my underwear in front of him, he looked up at me. “You’re sure you couldn’t do that by yourself?”

“Yes.”

For a mere moment, his gaze flickered to my hips.

“Don’t look at me like that,” I said.

“How am I looking at you?” he asked.

“Like… like…”

He stood up and turned away. The muscles in his back were flexed. “If you don’t want me to look at you, I won’t,” he said. His words didn’t calm me down like they should have. He tossed me a towel that hung off of the doorknob and gestured to the toilet. “Sit.”

I wrapped the towel around my body. He searched through the bathroom closet, pulled out Maria’s makeup wipes, and knelt next to me. “Close your eyes.”

He grasped my chin in his hand and gently wiped the wet cloth against my skin. My shoulders slumped forward, and I sighed. Maybe Eros was right. I shouldn’t sacrifice my happiness for someone else.

After wiping off my mascara, he softly brushed the cloth against my lips. I opened my eyes and watched his gaze travel across them. So slowly, taking in every inch. He trailed his thumb over my bottom lip, making it tingle.

The faint scent of cinnamon drifted through the air. He blinked a few times, drew my face into his hands, and leaned in. My heart raced, yet I leaned in too. Closer and closer until he brushed his nose against mine.

Our lips were so close that I could almost feel them on me. Pressing against mine. Moving down my neck. Running up the inside of my thigh. God, I was so hungry for him.

Starved. Famished. Ravenous.

And it terrified me because I had never felt this strongly about Trevon, I had never felt this way period about Trevon.

Unsure of myself, I closed my eyes and reluctantly pulled away. Eros’s head fell for a moment, then he sighed. “I should go,” he said quietly and walked out of the bathroom.

Regretting my hesitation, I jumped up, held the towel to my chest, and said, “Wait.”

He stopped in the middle of the living room but didn’t turn around. All I wanted was to see those lovely greens that always saw right through me, the ones that knew my every thought before I even did.

“Why were you so nice to me tonight?” I asked.

He turned, and for the briefest moment I saw pain in his eyes. “Because I know how you feel. I’ve felt that way before.”

How’d he feel? Embarrassed? Ashamed? Betrayed?

“Wha—”

“Good night, Dani,” he said before I could finish. Then he walked right out the door, leaving me in this lonesome apartment with daunting thoughts about us.

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CHAPTER 12

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Dani

My phone rang for the fifth time in the past hour. I gazed at it vibrating on my plush blanket. Kasey lit the vanilla candle on my dresser, then pointed the lighter at me. “Don’t even think about it.” She pursed her red lips and crossed her arms over her chest. “He’s not worth your time.”

The ringing stopped. “I can’t ignore him forever.”

“Yes, you can, and you should. Trust me.” She snatched the phone and leapt onto the bed. “You know what, I’m just going to delete his number.”

I tugged my phone away. “Don’t be ridiculous. He’s probably just calling to apologize.”

Trevon’s name glowed on the phone again. Another text message from him. The twenty-seventh one today.

Kasey inhaled in annoyance and leaned back on the bed. “And you’re going to accept this apology?”

“Once we talk it through.”

“Why?”

“Because that’s what you do when you’re in a committed relationship.” Dr. U’s words echoed through my mind. “You fight, talk, try to work things out…”

She frowned and leaned against the headboard. “Not to hurt your feelings, but by the way he acted at the party, it didn’t even seem like you two were together.” She toyed with the tag on the blanket and gazed out the window.

I sighed and followed her gaze. Well, I couldn’t argue with that. He didn’t even care that I was sick. He just yelled at me until I left.

Eros cared. He even left the party to bring me home. Held me in his arms when I was sick. Took off my make-up. Almost kissed me.

God, what was I even thinking? Comparing Eros to Trevon? Eros wasn’t even someone that I’d ever consider dating. He flirted way too much. Probably had girls on speed dial. Like that chick Luci that had called him the other night when he drove me home from the restaurant.

Pfft. Definitely wouldn’t date him.

I was just vulnerable and lonely last night.

Kasey flipped onto her stomach and kicked her legs back and forth in the air, humming to herself.

Even if I considered it, I wasn’t sure how he felt after I pulled away from our almost-kiss—which definitely only happened because we were in the heat of the moment. I hadn’t seen him since.

“When was the last time you and Trevon went out on a date?” Kasey asked, pulling me out of my daydream about Eros.

“Um, last week we went out to dinner with a few people.”

She tilted her head, red lips in a frown. “I mean just you two.”

I sighed and rubbed my palms across my face. “I… don’t know. A month ago? Maybe longer.”

She grabbed my hand and pulled me down on the bed with her. “He says that he wants to show you off, but never takes you out, Sweet Cheeks.” She gazed at Mom’s pendant on my chest and grasped it between her fingers. Immediately she released it, as if it burned her, and pulled her hand away. “I know that he tells you he loves you—and he might—but make sure he’s actually showing you he does.”

I sighed softly to myself and sunk into the bed. I would make sure he did. I’d give him a chance to clean up his mess. One chance. Then I’d be done.

My heart clenched at the thought of breaking up with Trevon. The past five years would have been for nothing, but I couldn’t dwell on the past. I needed to make sure I was happy. I deserved that much.

“Are you going to be okay?” Kasey asked. I nodded. Yes, I would be okay, hopefully. She raised a brow. “Don’t lie to me.”

“Yes, Kase, I’ll be fine. Thank you.”

She hopped off of the bed and looked in the mirror. “Okay, well, if you need me, call me. I have a hot date to get to.” She adjusted her bra in the mirror, pushing up her breasts, then winked at me.

After Kasey had left, I put the phone on my dresser and leaned against the headboard, knees drawn to my chest. It had continued to ring, but I couldn’t bring myself to answer it. I didn’t know if it was because I didn’t want to talk to him or if I didn’t want to keep lying to myself about what I really wanted.

Maria barged in, snatched the phone from my dresser, and turned it off. “Come on. I’m tired of you just sitting in your room and listening to this phone buzz.” She blew out my candle, letting the room darken, and tugged on my arm.

Light from the hallway flooded into the room. “I can’t go out there. I’m so embarrassed.”

“It’s just Eros and Javier. They probably don’t even remember what happened. They were both so drunk at the party.”

I swallowed. Had Eros been drunk last night? He definitely was acting strange. Complimenting me. Taking me home. Caring for me. It wasn’t like him to do that, even if he was just empathizing with me.

“Dani, it’ll be fine. It’s just a movie.”

Nothing was ever just anything when Eros was there.

The scent of popcorn drifted into my room. I gazed past her, listening to Eros and Javier talk in the living room. There was no harm in watching a movie with them, right? Maybe it was just what I needed—to get out of my own head for a while. Then I’d answer Trevon’s calls and everything would be back to normal.

I followed her down the hall to the living room. Javier stared at me with his lip half-curled when I walked in.

My cheeks flamed, and I took a deep breath. He definitely remembered. No doubt. Probably thought about it all night. Wanted to come over and torment me about it. Why did I even agree to this again?

Maria leaned closer to me. “Stop thinking the worst.” She gazed at Javier. “He’s just being friendly.” Then she nudged me. “Who knows, maybe he wants you too.” She released my hand and curled into Javier on the loveseat.

My gaze drifted back and forth between the two, and I suddenly had an urge to lock myself in my room and never come back out.

“Well, are you going to sit down?” Eros asked.

I fiddled with my fingers. I was afraid that if I looked at him, I would forget about the one chance I promised myself that I would give Trevon.

His head was tilted slightly, those eyes dark. He sat on the other couch alone. I scurried to the single-cushioned chair—on the opposite side of the room—and sat. Even after last night, I couldn’t trust myself around him.

We gazed at each other for a few moments until the movie started. I kept my eyes trained on the screen, but my mind was too foggy to actually pay attention. My thoughts were ping-ponging back and forth between Eros and Trevon.

About halfway through the movie, I finally gazed over at him. I had the sudden urge to ask him about last night, to have all of my questions answered about what he had meant, to really talk to him for once—instead of some not-so-innocent flirting.

Maria made a soft noise from the couch. I gazed over at her and Javier and wrinkled my nose, trying to ignore whatever was happening under their blanket.

Eros cleared his throat. She stopped and giggled awkwardly, her cheeks tinting pink. “I’m going to go get some more popcorn in the kitchen.”

Javier wrapped his arm around her shoulder and leaned in closer to her. “Babe, stay here.” His hand slipped under the blanket, and she giggled again.

Oh, God. They were actually doing this right here, weren’t they?

I jumped out of my seat and grabbed the empty popcorn bowl. “I’ll go get it.” I needed to get out of here because, if I wasn’t careful, I would be next. Sitting in Eros’s lap, his fingers slipping into my pants, touching me in all the places I’d only ever dreamed of, the sweet scent of cinnamon keeping me in a complete daze.

When I reached the kitchen, I placed the bowl on the counter and took a deep breath. I couldn’t wait until this movie was over. I’d sneak back into my room and take a nice long nap—away from all of my problems with Trevon, away from all the nasty things Javier and Maria were doing, away from Eros.

Unless he haunted my dreams again. Then I’d be fucked.

My cheeks warmed. Figuratively and literally—in my dreams, of course.

“Let me help you,” Eros said from behind me. I sucked in a slight breath and fumbled with the bag of popcorn, listening to his footsteps. Closer and closer. Each step he took was dreadfully slow. It always was.

Calm, Dani. Stay calm.

One more step, and I felt the heat from his body against my backside. His fingers pushing my hair to the side. His breath on my neck.

Damn it.

I gulped and opened the microwave a little too forcefully, making the bowl slip off the side of the counter. Eros grabbed it before it fell and chuckled darkly. “Do I make you nervous, Dani?”

Trevon, Dani. Think of Trevon. The man you’re going to give another chance to. The man who was holding you in his arms, just a couple nights ago—before the big fight. The man you spent five years of your life on.

“No.” I lied. “You don’t.” I turned around to face him, chest against his, back against the counter. “You make me angry.”

Angry that I couldn’t control myself around him.

He tilted his head, inching closer to me. “And?”

“Frustrated.”

His lips twitched, and he moved even closer. His fingers curled around my waist. “And?”

“Anxious.”

His nose grazed against mine, breath on my lips. I wanted him closer. “How else?” he asked.

I gazed into his eyes, searching those deep greens. They were endless orbs that I never wanted to stop staring into. I could look at them for days, weeks, months, even years and never get tired.

“And, content,” I whispered.

He gently grasped the sides of my face, his thumbs grazing against my lips. “I want to kiss you.”

And I would’ve been lying if I said that I didn’t want him to.

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