" Tell me you don't love me, and I won't ever show you my face. Push me away so hard that I'd stumble to even look at you. " He leaned closer to my face. " Push me before I kiss you, before I cherish every inch of you. " His palm traced my waist.
I...
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Vesta's POV
"Earth to Vesta? Hellloooo?" Anna snapped her fingers inches from my face, finally breaking through the haze of my wandering thoughts.
I blinked rapidly, the realisation hit up as I refocused on my best friend's amused expression.
"Shit, sorry , An. I was ust uh, thinking about something."
"Oh, I'm sure you were 'thinking' about 'something' alright." she said with an exaggerated cackle. "More like you were mentally undressing that smokeshow DILF you met last night."
I groaned and dropped my forehead into my hands as the memories came flooding back- Dr. Kim's dark, piercing gaze, that unbearably smug smirk.
But , it was a mistake telling all these story to my best friend who can't shut up now.
Anna cackled again, drumming her nails on the tabletop. "Oh my god, you're blushing so hard right now. I've not seen you blushing like this not even for Miguel. He must be crazy hot if just the thought of him is making you blush like a virgin."
"Shut up, you've gone crazy. " I muttered, raising my head to glare at her. Not that it did any good. Anna merely grinned wider at getting such a rise out of me.
"Well?? Spill the deets, girl. Don't leave me hanging. " As if.
I rolled my eyes so hard, and nearly strained them. "There's nothing really to 'spill' Anna. Miguel's stepfather Dr. Kim just happens to be my gynaecologist I met earlier. "
"Mmhmm, and what else, hmm?" She leaned across the table, eyes glittering with manic glee. "Did he like, make a move on you or something? Was there sexual tension oozing out of every pore? Give me all the smutty deets. "
Rubbing my temples, I tried to decide how to even begin recounting last night's uncomfortable encounter with Dr.kim. Anna could be relentless when she sniffed out gossip.
"Okay, fine. Yes, there was maybe a charged vibe happening when Miguel left us alone for a bit." I admitted in a hushed tone. "Dr. Kim said and a few things that were kinda uhm suggestive?"
Anna's eyes flew wide as saucers as she processed my words. Then her hands flew up, wiggling her fingers maniacally.
"Oh my god, oh my god! He straight up hit on you?! While you were at his house?? As his stepson's girlfriend?? Holy fork, that's sooo deliciously fucked up. Like a legit romantic novel plot comes to life. "
Here we go. I knew it , she'd exaggerate a simple thing. How do I explain her that it was just alcohol that was making my nerve cells generate impulsive and ruthful thoughts.
But Anna has to make it her own fictional story.
I pinched the bridge of my nose, steadfastly ignoring her reference. "Could you at least try to be a little less unhinged about this? It's not some trashy erotic novel fantasy, An. This is real and really awkward and not at all sexy. " I almost shouted in frustration.
