Between Us

Chapter 18 : Between Worlds

I sat cross-legged on my bed, surrounded by a chaotic sea of notes, textbooks, and my laptop. I was trying my best to catch up on everything I'd missed, using the notes Heidi and Tina had sent me. The hours ticked by, and it was already very late when a soft knock at my door broke my concentration.

"Come in," I called, looking up from my notes. The door creaked open, and there stood Engfa, a mischievous smile on her face. She glanced behind her before slipping inside and closing the door quietly.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, a smile tugging at my lips.

Engfa leaned casually against the door, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "I can't sleep without your kiss," she replied, a playful lilt in her voice.

I put down my pen, arching an eyebrow at her. "Already addicted, are we?"

She chuckled softly, pushing off from the door and sauntering over to my bed. "Maybe I am. And whose fault is that?"

I tilted my head, feigning innocence. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Engfa sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes never leaving mine. "Oh, come on. You know exactly what I'm talking about."

I leaned in closer, our faces just inches apart. "Well, if it's a goodnight kiss you're after, I suppose I could oblige. But only because I don't want you wandering around the house all night like a lost puppy."

Engfa smirked, her eyes flicking to my lips. "I knew you'd see it my way."

I couldn't help but smile as I closed the distance between us, our lips meeting in a soft, lingering kiss.

I couldn't help but smile as I closed the distance between us, our lips meeting in a soft, lingering kiss. As I pulled back, I leaned against my bed, my heart racing. Engfa looked at me intently, her eyes searching mine. The intensity of her gaze made my pulse quicken, and I found it difficult to hold her stare for too long.

"What?" I asked, feeling slightly self-conscious.

Engfa smiled softly and shook her head. "Nothing," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

I glanced at my scattered notes, then back at Engfa, who hadn't stopped staring at me. "Stop looking at me like that," I muttered, feeling the warmth rise in my cheeks.

Engfa moved closer, sitting right beside me, her proximity making it hard to think straight. She leaned in and kissed me again, tenderly. I melted into the kiss, my papers forgotten as my hand found its way to the back of her neck, pulling her closer.

Our kiss deepened, and I let myself get lost in the sensation. Engfa's lips were soft and warm, moving with a tenderness that made my heart flutter. She pulled away slightly, looking into my eyes, her breath mingling with mine.

"Can you lock the door?" I asked, my voice barely more than a whisper.

Engfa nodded, getting up to quietly close and lock the door. Returning, she gently moved my notes and laptop to the floor, clearing the bed. She kissed me again, this time with more intensity, our lips moving in a slow, passionate dance. I laid back on the bed, and Engfa followed, propping herself up on one elbow as she kissed me. My hand tangled in her hair, holding her close as we lost ourselves in the moment.

Engfa's kisses trailed to my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I sighed into her touch, feeling the world around us fade away. But as the heat between us grew, I realized we needed to stop. I gently pushed her back, our breaths heavy and mingled.

"This isn't a good idea here," I said, my voice soft but firm.

Engfa took a deep breath, her pupils dilated with desire. She nodded, understanding. "You're right," she murmured, then rolled onto her back beside me, staring up at the ceiling. We lay there in silence, our hearts gradually slowing, the intensity of our kisses still lingering in the air.