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Gosh, he’s so beautiful.
“I guess I’ll go,” he continued, placing his empty cup on my coffee table and rising from his seat.
Suddenly, something inside me snapped.
Panic surged, and I moved quickly, nearly spilling my tea.
I hurried over to him and wrapped my arms around him from behind, resting my forehead against his back, my hands tightening around his waist. His body felt solid and strong, like a living sculpture.
He stiffened for a moment, caught off guard.
Then, his tension melted away, and he relaxed into my hold.
I could feel the rise and fall of his chest as he took a deep breath.
For a moment, neither of us said anything.
What was there to say, anyway?
He could already feel how my heart was racing for him, how my mind was consumed by thoughts of him only.
He placed his hand over mine, gently trying to loosen my grip.
I held on tighter, my silent tears tracing down my cheeks.
“I don’t want you to go,” I whispered, barely audible.
“Yes, you do.”
I shook my head, still holding onto him. “I don’t.”
His patience seemed to waver, and I felt tension building in his body.
“When a woman turns down a man’s proposal, it’s usually a pretty fucking clear signal that she wants him to back the fuck off,” he said, his voice tinged with frustration. “So let me go.”
A sob escaped my lips.
Behind his stern words, I sensed a hint of insecurity too. Despite his outward facade of being unfazed, I knew deep down that my actions had hurt him more than I had initially realized.
“I just panicked,” I managed to choke out.
With a firm hand, he untangled my hands from his waist and turned around, his eyes stormy. “Don’t play games with me.”
“I am not.”
He stepped closer, his nose almost touching mine. “I’ve set aside my pride for you, but I won’t do it again. So watch what you say, Sofiya.”
“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I didn’t mean to… I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“Then let me go,” he snapped, frustration flushing his cheeks. “Holding onto me like this is driving me crazy.”
“I can’t,” I replied softly.
I pressed my palms against his chest, feeling his heart race beneath my touch.
“Why?”
I shook my head, rising on my toes to kiss him, but he turned his head.
