"Closer" He motioned with his hand as he spoke. I moved one step but not out of the square. "Don't provoke me, Cleo." With fear rampaging my brain, I walked closer leaving 1 tile in between us. His eyes weren't facing me so I couldn't read his expression. When he realized the distance between us, he rolled his eyes. "Cleo?!" "What?!" He rolled his eyes again, then he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer till i was inches away from his lips. My breath hitched. His eyes met mine and in that colorful combination of gold and amber, I saw a flash of guilt and sadness in his eyes. He cupped my face gently when i tried to look away. I was forced to look at him. Tears stung my eyes.
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