"I like you."

That caught me off guard.

"Are you serious?"

Did he have to be this serious? I was getting intimidated. I bet I looked stupid with my half smile. I was drunk, not really drunk.

"No." He said cocking his head and getting closer.

"I-I don't know..." I stutter. I wasn't sure if what we had was love or lust. I was rambling like I always did.

"I didn't know, we had an agreement on this before and..." I stopped myself there.

He was amused and I could see the corners of his mouth lifting. I crave him so badly that it led to uncertainty.

He furrowed his eyebrows for a moment, "am aware of the agreement, just sex, no strings".

I opened my mouth to say something only to be cut short by him placing my hands on his chest.

"You feel that?" he whispered. All I could hear was the bim-bim-bim. I felt lost as my eyes stings from looking.

He came closer to me, I had to look up to study his features again. He was really tall, not that talk though, he had brown messy hair and light brown eyes. So mysterious, so hot. He intrigues me from our first meeting.


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