𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 | 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒, 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄 | 𝐀 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 | • 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐄, 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫? ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• My hand drags along the nape of her neck, grazing along her pulse as she blinks up at me with a look of surprise. "Etienne." She utters in the soft and lustrous tone that I only know as hers. My jaw ticks as I resist the overwhelming desire to entrap her nape in my hand, and bring her soft lips to my own. "Hm?" I hum, peering down at her sitting frame. I feel her pulse pick up in pace under my grasp as her eyes meet my darker ones, before they flick to her window. "My parents will be home any minute now.. my window." She whispers, her eyes finally meeting my own once again. I run my tongue along my bottom lip, before my own eyes drag toward the opened window. "Mhm.. it's opened, huh?" I chuckle a bit at the mere irony of my current position. I see her chin shake with temptation. "Etienne.." She tilts her head while peering up at me. My hand slips up and grasps her jaw. "Who opened your window, Rowan?" I tilt my head in a almost condescending manner as I look down at her. "𝐄𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞."