ELEVEN

"You look like you just saw a ghost wearing a bikini on Halloween!"

His smirk was annoying as he took her coffee gently from her hand, and dropped it on the top of a shelf where Rachel could not reach.

"Can I take off your jacket? I want to see you."

Rachel, after some seconds, nodded shakily. She even tried to make a joke.

"You're literally seeing me right now, or did you just go blind?"

" Shut up!" snapped Norbert as he helped her out of the leather jacket and threw it on the bed.

"Isn't it so weird that we're in this position right now? I would have never believed I'd let you blackmail me into this... Are you going to kiss me? Cos' you shouldn't.. " She was babbling, she knew that. But God knows she couldn't help it.

And he knew that too. He placed a finger on her lips, muting her. And then he played with it, trailing his finger on her lower lip.

In a calm voice, an irony to hers, he spoke, "I didn't blackmail you. We both made a decision. And yes, I'm about to kiss you."

He looked