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Chapter 20 : More Than Just That One Night
“Angel!” he calls.
I hear him but I don’t want to stop. Everyone is looking at us, at me in particular, probably wondering why I am running away.
I don’t even know why I am obviously sweating out. I just know I don’t want to see him or even hear him out. It’s a scary feeling. Hearing my heart beat so loud, overpowering my breathing, and even the little voice in my head. I’m not sure what it is saying but I know it is not something nice. I fear it. I am disgusted by it.
“Angel!”
Not long enough, Damien has reached me, and his strong clutch on my hand sends feverish sensation all over me. When I turn back to look at him, I know I just turn to tomato red, and I just so ready to explode.
His gray eyes are piercing, and they look exactly the same as that night in his apartment—disarming and arresting. I feel my legs tremble when he pulls me close to him. Feeling a little bit of air passing through his nose, I just realize that we are so close to each other that there’s no way I could be distracted by ogling eyes around us. Damien is awkwardly resting his hand around my waist, and this touch is giving me exactly the same feeling he was giving me that one wrong night.
I am burning hot, not only because of the previous revelation but also probably because of the doubtful spectators’ heightened curiosity over this commotion that is slowly ripping me apart. I try to push him away but his grasp tightens the more I exert effort avoiding him. There’s no way I could get away from him—with these tiny arms and body of mine, Damien can easily crush me or engulf me.
“Please, Damien, not here,” I say in a whisper.
With one quick look to my side, I see Ms. Tarth gaping at us with disapproval.
“If not here, where? If not now, when?” he replies.
“Don’t create a scene, will you?”
Gossips arise. I hear two girls in my right whispering though I just couldn’t clearly hear what they’re mumbling about.
“You don’t know how much patience I have stretched just for you,” he adds as he keeps his gaze fixed on me.
“It’s not your obligation, Etheridge, and neither am I demanding it from you.”
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