One night: slow [ ON HOLD ]

chapter 3

I tried to step away but he kept helding me close.
"I..im okay.. it's fine.." i said, finally my mouth managed to speak.

He narrowed his eyes at me.

"You're shaking." He said.

Oh my god. No. No. No
What do i say ? Im shaking because of you ? Because my body is pressed to yours ? Or because of your thumb that's caressing my hip ?

I managed to say what came to my mind.
"Because you scared me." I said almost as a whisper.

"You dropped this." He held a white towel in his hand, that i didn't notice when he came to me.

"I believe it's yours." He smiled.
Oh my godddd.
"You dropped it in the hallway when you were staring at me with those green eyes." He said grinning.

He did not just say that. Did i hear right ? Did he say i was staring ?

"What?.. N-no i wasn't staring.. i just." I blurted. That was a lie.

"Yes, you were. You didn't take your eyes off me for a minute." He laughed shaking his head.

I did. Yes. You are right. Because i've never looked that long at somebody. In fact i've never seen someone like him.

"I'm sorry.. i was trying to remember something i had to do today, and you were standing there... S-so it looked like i was staring." Shittttt.
Was there any lie i haven't said ?

"I saw the way you were staring. Like you wanted something. Wanted to know what's beneath this clothes. Wanted me. To the point you dropped your towel you were hanging on your bag." He whispered, with a cocky smile on his face. Waving my towel.

Freeing myself from him. I took my towel from him.
Could this get any uglier ?