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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