👼 MY ANGEL 👼
Elsa looked at those dark eyes. They were looking at her gently, something they never done had before.
Due to fear, her tongue got too heavy to talk. She just lightly nodded at him.
"And you said you went to University, you just didn't finish your course?" Elsa nodded again.
"Which University?"
Elsa knew she had to tallk now. She gulped before forcing the words out.
"Serpens University."
Jeremy leaned closer to her and touched her cheek gently.
"And which year were you there?"
"I was there for two years. And, I stopped going last year in June."
Unlike other times, Jeremy felt like he should believe her. Believe those words from her.
She looked into those green eyes and he held his breath.
Jeremy looked at her and his Adam's apple started throbbing.
He slowly started leaning to her more until he captured her lips with hers.
Unlike the previous time Jeremy kissed
Elsa, his kiss was not rough. It was somehow, longing.
It was almost like he been dying to do this. He had been dying to kiss her. It was like he waited all his life for this moment. And he didn't want to let those lips go. Not for a second.
Elsa was not kissing him back, but she didn't push him away either.
She was scared to do either.
She was confused to how affectionate the kiss was. She was confused as to why he was kissing her like he didn't hate her. Like she didn't make him sick, like he claimed the previous week.
And she was confusing herself too. She should not be kissing him. She should not be allowing him to kiss her at all. She should not be doing anything with this man. This man who was mean to her not too long ago.
A week ago, actually.
But there was just something about Jeremy. Everytime he would touch her, everytime he would get close to her, her heart would start doing weird back flips.
Her cheeks would get hot and she would feel butterflies in her stomach. Instead of his coldness driving her away, it was making her think about him even more.
And she knew for sure that she will be thinking about this kiss all night.
But it was wrong. Too fast too, especially for a girl like her who has never gotten to second base, or even first base with anyone before him.
She knew this man for a month and some weeks. He was nothing but mean to her the entire time. But look at what she is letting him do now.
And his lips, god his lips. Why did his lips have to taste so good?
Why couldn't they be disgusting?
Why couldn't this man be ugly? Why couldn't he be repellant to her? Why should she be feeling attracted to a man who has showed her nothing but hate and unkindness all through out?
Elsa found herself slowly kissing him back. She didn't mean to. She didn't want to. But it was like she couldn't help herself.
Like a moth to a flame, she was drawn to him.
So much so, she felt sad when he broke the kiss.
"I'm spending the weekend with you."