Niall's hands were strongly placed on her waist, as if to hold her down on the cold ground. Her hands caressed either sides of his smooth cheeks, holding his face firmly to hers. Their foreheads pressed together as her eyes were shut closed. His blue eyes stared her eye lids, then to her nose, and swiftly fell onto her lips.
"You're still my person. Even if I'm not yours..." She croaked.
"You're still my client. I'm here to help you, not for you to be 'mine'..." He strictly spoke.
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