As the sound of running water filled the bathroom, I flopped onto Yaron's bed and rolled over, pressing the back of my hand against my burning cheeks.
I thought I had an inkling of what had just happened.
But Yaron was tall and athletic, his body lean and muscular.
He had a high nose bridge, a sharp jawline, and long, strong fingers.
He didn't seem like the type of guy who... well, you know...
Could it be that he'd never had a girlfriend before?
Had he never even been intimate with a girl?
The thought filled me with a bubbly, sweet feeling.
As I snuggled into Yaron's pillow, my fingers brushed against something underneath.
It was a pearl earring. I recognized it instantly. It was one of my favorite pairs.
I had lost one of them when I visited Shawn's dorm once, and I could never find it.
So Yaron had picked it up.
Then, I remembered. In those recurring dreams, Yaron had always kept this earring with him.
Lost in thought, I carefully placed the earring back under his pillow.
The whirring of the hairdryer stopped.
Yaron emerged from the bathroom wearing a set of navy blue pajamas.
His skin, still damp from the shower, had a luminous, almost translucent quality.
His hair fell softly around his face, softening his usual sharp, aloof features.
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Accidental Love
RomanceThe day Shawn confessed to the beautiful transfer student. Everyone thought I would break down, run over crying and make a scene. But I never showed up, not even after his confession ended. Shawn didn't know that at that very moment, I was wea...
