the moon will always be better than the sun
enemies.
"Did I not warn you about staying away from me today?" he says as he looks at my eyes. Deeply.
My brain stops for a second. His hand is closed around my neck, his face is dangerously close to mine. And I'm breathing heavily.
He sees whatever's wrong with me, and stays still for a second, a small smirk forming in his lips.
Then, his eyes find my lips.
What the hell is happening?
My heartbeat fastens as I hold my breath.
And his eyes find mine, again. He slowly leans in.
His mouth traces my jawline and face. It doesn't touch me, but he's too close I feel his breath.
I don't even realize that his hand has released my throat, and I could freely go if I wanted to.
But I'm feeling way too many things at the same time.
Why aren't you running, Jess?
I then feel his lips on my jawline for a second; and I find my hands tugging into his hair, as I breathe a bit too heavily.
He then lifts up his face, lips next to my ear.
"So. Fucking. Easy." he mutters.
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