Falling For The Wrong Girl

1.7| Dreams and reality

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"Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake."

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The door to my bedroom opened, startling me from whatever i was doing. The last person i expected slowly let himself in and grinned mischievously after seeing my surprised reaction.

Devlin in his whole glory looked sinfully hot in his usual t shirt and jeans. My eyes shamelessly inspected his body from his head to his feet appreciating the beauty.

He seemed not to mind since he was also inspecting me the same way. Undress my body with his eyes.

Though i was in decent pyjamas, i was not at all comfortable with his piercing blue eyes which seemed to look past the pyjamas, undressing me.

"How did you get in? " I ask him, trying to divert my mind from the sinful thoughts.

"Through the door."He answered simply and walked towards me with slow sure steps.

His voice was sexy as hell and i couldn't help but automatically clench my thighs. Deep and husky.

"I... uh... I mean who invited you in?" I tried asking again, backing towards the bed unknowingly.

The more steps i took going back, the more he took coming towards me.

As if he was daring me to make a move.

I was a prey, he was the predator.

"You ask too many questions sweetheart. Am here and that's what matters." Devlin said and suddenly took off his tshirt.

HOLLY FUCK!

I literary could not think!

Is this how people die? My heart had stopped beating and my throat ran dry.

My eyes were now glued on his well defined chest and his arms full of muscles.

Damn! This man is PACKED.

"Can you put your tshirt back on please?" I begged him, trying to act as normal as possible.

"I don't think so.... I know you liked it when i took it off. Why should i deny you your happiness? " He answered grinning throwing in a question all together.

I couldn't deny his accusation, not because my mouth was now hanging open mesmerised by his comments, but because it was the truth. I liked his hard masculine body.

Hell, i was even craving to touch him!

"Please go before my parents find you in my room." I tried begging him.

In my heart though letting him go was the last thing i wanted.

"You should not be worried about your parents right now sweetheart. You should be worried about ME." He smirked pointing towards himself.

My legs suddenly hit the edge of the bed and that's when i remembered I was moving back this whole time.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

And every step i took he was also taking a step too. Double shit!

I was cornered with nowhere to go except climb on the bed which was a no no because i was in the room with a certain handsome stranger who was eyeing me like a hawk daring me to make a move and i didn't trust him one bit.