The anticipation
IF YOU THE RISK IS WORTH THE REWARD THEN YOU SHOULD TAKE IT
Everyone breaks off into their own conversations after they all got their milkshakes. “Chris how did you find me?” Mukhetwa whispers unsure if she would like the answer. “Don’t take this the wrong way,” he sighs. “But I put a tracking app in your phone,” his head drops in shame. “Please don’t be mad,” he quickly adds. “Why did you though,” she searches his features. “Well I don’t know really, I know I should’ve asked for your permission and for that I’m sorry,” he pleads. “It’s okay,” she adds a reassuring smile.
In Luka’s head
Christopher needs to get his second place ass out on my chair before I make him, busy clinging on to MK as if he has nothing better to do than to annoy the shit out of me
Frankly I didn’t think I would ever hear that stupid high pitched voice of his again especially what happened last time, unless…..
Will Mia ever shut the hell up, before her blabbering gives me a headache?
Back to reality
Luka abruptly stands up heading straight for Chris, leaving Mia mid-sentence. After giving Chris a warning glares her turn to Mukhetwa. “Can we talk?” his hand outstretched, while Mia hangs disheartedly at his words. “Yeah, sure,” she manages to utter. “Chris I’ll be back,” she informs him without breaking eye contact with Luka. He led her down a flight of stairs, down a hall of doors then opened the door of the last one. Four grey walls welcomed her and the emptiness somehow only made it feel smaller.
“Lu…Luka what..?”She stands dumbfounded in the middle of the room.``Shh….” Luka nips at the skin under her ear. He grabs her waist gently, turning her around before pinning her against the wall. “Do I make you nervous?” Luka said, making no effort to hide his arrogant smirk. Paralyzed by his auburn glare and his tightening grip around her all she could do was blink. He leans in and Mukhetwa instinctively closes her eyes awaiting the high that accompanies his lips. “Well you should be,” the scent of blueberries laced with what she assumed to be whisky traced across her cheek, stirring something in her.
In Mukhetwa’s head
He traps the skin on my shoulder between his lips before licking the irritated skin. “Your beauty is so intoxicating, MK.” He informs as a shiver ripples through my body. What is it with this guy? “I really wish I could tell you the truth,” he kisses my neck,” about me…. About ….you …about everything,” with each word he reinforces the spell he has on me. “About us,” his lips finally touch mine demolishing every last hope of common sense left inside of me. His tongue wasted no time, claiming me, making me his with each swipe and groan. “So why don’t you,” the words leave my lips before I can catch them. “You wouldn’t understand, you would look at the world as if it had been turned inside out,” his attempt to make a joke earns him a giggle. I see what seemed to be a ghost of a smile before he brings his lips to hover over mine. He glares down at me with eyes filled with an unknown emotion, passion, lust, infatuation but mostly denial and rejection but why?
Everyone breaks off into their own conversations after they all got their milkshakes. “Chris how did you find me?” Mukhetwa whispers unsure if she would like the answer. “Don’t take this the wrong way,” he sighs. “But I put a tracking app in your phone,” his head drops in shame. “Please don’t be mad,” he quickly adds. “Why did you though,” she searches his features. “Well I don’t know really, I know I should’ve asked for your permission and for that I’m sorry,” he pleads. “It’s okay,” she adds a reassuring smile.
In Luka’s head
Christopher needs to get his second place ass out on my chair before I make him, busy clinging on to MK as if he has nothing better to do than to annoy the shit out of me
Frankly I didn’t think I would ever hear that stupid high pitched voice of his again especially what happened last time, unless…..
Will Mia ever shut the hell up, before her blabbering gives me a headache?
Back to reality
Luka abruptly stands up heading straight for Chris, leaving Mia mid-sentence. After giving Chris a warning glares her turn to Mukhetwa. “Can we talk?” his hand outstretched, while Mia hangs disheartedly at his words. “Yeah, sure,” she manages to utter. “Chris I’ll be back,” she informs him without breaking eye contact with Luka. He led her down a flight of stairs, down a hall of doors then opened the door of the last one. Four grey walls welcomed her and the emptiness somehow only made it feel smaller.
“Lu…Luka what..?”She stands dumbfounded in the middle of the room.``Shh….” Luka nips at the skin under her ear. He grabs her waist gently, turning her around before pinning her against the wall. “Do I make you nervous?” Luka said, making no effort to hide his arrogant smirk. Paralyzed by his auburn glare and his tightening grip around her all she could do was blink. He leans in and Mukhetwa instinctively closes her eyes awaiting the high that accompanies his lips. “Well you should be,” the scent of blueberries laced with what she assumed to be whisky traced across her cheek, stirring something in her.
In Mukhetwa’s head
He traps the skin on my shoulder between his lips before licking the irritated skin. “Your beauty is so intoxicating, MK.” He informs as a shiver ripples through my body. What is it with this guy? “I really wish I could tell you the truth,” he kisses my neck,” about me…. About ….you …about everything,” with each word he reinforces the spell he has on me. “About us,” his lips finally touch mine demolishing every last hope of common sense left inside of me. His tongue wasted no time, claiming me, making me his with each swipe and groan. “So why don’t you,” the words leave my lips before I can catch them. “You wouldn’t understand, you would look at the world as if it had been turned inside out,” his attempt to make a joke earns him a giggle. I see what seemed to be a ghost of a smile before he brings his lips to hover over mine. He glares down at me with eyes filled with an unknown emotion, passion, lust, infatuation but mostly denial and rejection but why?
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