Chapter 12

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Elanna

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Elanna

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Fake sleeping has never been so hard. Do you stay still or fake a few movements to make it seem realistic?. Luckily the bed is big enough for some gap between me, Ava and Sam. We've divided ourselves with pillows to stop us from moving onto each other in the middle of the night.

But as I lay here with my casual outfit on beneath my robe, I wait patiently for the clock to strike 12am. Alvaro texted to notify me that he will signal a sign, showing that he's arrived.

I hear light snores coming from Sam as I lay on my back and wait. A smile creeps up on my lips from the excitement, but I try to refrain from screaming out loud. I've never felt so much thrill buzzing inside of me. Acting on my desires is one thing that I never imagined to actually happen.

But here I am.

My eyes fall on the clock as it strikes 12. That's when I suddenly see the color blue, casting across my ceiling with light. The colors disappear for a few seconds before they flash again, making me place my palm over my lips and suppress a laugh wanting to leave me.

Of course his signals are his police lights.

I slowly creep out of bed, and as soon as i've rushed into the living room, I pull off my robe and fix my hair before making me way out of the apartment, being careful not to make a sound as I shut the door on my way out.

As soon as my body hits the cold air of the night, I feel the ambience of the city surround me as I make my way towards Alvaro's car. As I slip into the passenger seat, i'm met with the man that i've been longing to see.

*internal scream*

His eyes sparkle with the city lights casting upon them. "Hi", I whisper with a shy smile. "Did you get my signal?", he says with a smirk. I finally let out the giggle that i've been holding in. "Yes. And i'm stupid for not guessing that would be it", I respond.

He merely chuckles. "Where are we going cause I didn't know what to wear", I say, patting down my basic outfit of a black turtle neck and jeans. "Have you ever been to a hammam spa?", He asks. My eyes immediately light up. "I love a hammam", I reply, knowing my Persian roots would never allow me to forget the essence of an Iranian bath.

Alvaro smiles, and that's when his masculine hands grips onto the wheel as he rides off into the city.

I guess clothes won't matter for this.

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Alina Baraz & Galimatias - Make you feel (slowed) 🎶

My mind spirals as I wrap a towel around my naked body. Allowing my hair to flow across my back, I take one look at myself in the mirror and take in a nervous breathe to reassure myself of the reality that i'm facing.

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