In which I fall in love with my brother's best friend.
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"Don't pretend like you don't feel anything." His voice is low, sending shivers down my spine.
"What do you mean?"
"You know damn well what I mean."
"I don't know what you're talking about...
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I kiss him back with all my heart. It feels like my chest is about to explode from all the emotions inside me. His lips feel so right on mine. I can't help but moan as he deepens our kiss.
The words he just confessed to me almost make me lose my mind. I can't believe that he never wanted anybody else like he wants me now. I don't even care whether it's a lie or not, because hearing those words feels so damn good, to the point that it makes me feel like crying.
I've raised my white flag. It's time to surrender. It's time to be vulnerable. My heart wants what it wants.
It just wants me to be in his arms. Right in this moment.
I pull away from him to say what I need to say. "Vaughn," I rasp, my breaths still short from our tantalising kiss. He looks frustrated after I interrupt our kiss, like he can't live a second without it. He locks his eyes with mine, searching for something, as if trying to figure out what I'm going to say.
"I'm sorry," I whisper. I shouldn't have pushed him away. I was so stupid. "I was in denial. I said the things I didn't mean to--"
"Shut up. I don't care anymore," he cuts me off before his lips crash on mine again.
I close my eyes, my fingers clutching his back. I hold unto him like my life depends on him. He bounces my body up against the wall, and I wrap my legs around his waist as we continue to kiss.
Our tongues dance with each other, his hands on my nape and back, pressing me close to him. Without changing our position, he carries me into the hallway. He nibbles at my bottom lip, earning my gasp. Oh, God, why does this kiss feel so good? It makes me feel weak on my knees. I'm thankful that he's carrying me, because I can't walk by myself with all these side effects he's giving me.
He pushes a door open with his back, and I realize that we're entering my room. Then he pushes me onto the bed, with him towering me, like he's ready to devour me.
His eyes are filled with desire and something more. Something so intense that it hurts.
"Damn it, Mel, do I have to really prove to you how much I want you?" he says, the words seeping deep into my soul, feeding it.
He cups my face and kisses me again with such passion. I can't help but feel that his words are fucking true. Boy, how could I be so blind before? Maybe he also needs me, just like how I need him. Maybe even more.
All my walls are broken, crumbling into pieces. In such time after we first met, this boy has stolen my heart.
And now as I lie here on my bed, with him, I know that I'm all his. He's already owned them. My heart. My soul. And my body.
