8. Come kiss me

How can it be called just a kiss when it brought so many memories? ~ A. Gupta

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VIOLET

“You gonna be okay?”

I nodded, stopping myself from looking at the man standing opposite my door. Alex smirked, his gaze going over my shoulder to look at Cole. We have spent our evening in the middle of the forest where Alex lived in a compound, because I didn’t think it should be called a house and not that I had been to the apartment where he actually lives but through a maze of trees, we had gone to a what I liked to call 'could be torture cell’ with its bare cement walls, where we work out or mostly he taught me how to defend myself. And then we had a few drinks of which I could still feel the little buzz going on inside my head and I blamed that buzz for the anticipation that was seeping into my bones at the prospect of being alone with him. Not that, we will be. I wasn’t going to give in. No. Not at all.

I looked at Alex and nodded, “I am fine. And I’ll be okay. You don't need to worry.” And