Make You Stay (Hermosa Beach Series #1)

            When my phone rang, I knew it was Daddy who’s calling me. I’ve left home because I wanted to be free. I wanted to explore. I wanted to travel an escape from all of the problems and heartaches. I believe that it’s my only choice. I don’t have any other options left. If I wanted to escape and avoid all the troubles, I should leave.            And now, I’m here.The smell of the beach is so soothing. It gives off that different feeling from the city. It makes me think better. It gives me peace of mind.I walked towards the hotel entrance while my eyes roamed around the people playing on the sand. They’re playing beach volleyball. One woman got caught up with the sand and fell on her butt flat. I smiled as she got up with difficulty but with a smile on her face. It’s a good thing my aviators are on. No o

I tried my hardest to stay away from Nero for the next few days. Every morning, we would bump into each other while waiting for the elevator to come but we don’t share anything but a courteous nod. I would see him creasing his forehead after looking at me but I shrugged it off.Less than seven weeks and I’ll be gone. I don’t need to have any ties stronger than camaraderie and friendship with anyone else. I can’t let my feelings grow for one person. Not when I know that I will leave soon. I won’t stay here. This is temporary.Today, I decided to paint the whole view from my balcony. I’m glad I brought all of my painting materials and my canvas. I studies architecture in college because I thought it would help my dad’s company in the future. I could have just pursued fine arts.I wanted to do free art. Not the one with inhibitions.I looked out at all of the tourists having fun in playing volleyball. They are laughi

Today I will jog early in the morning. I feel like I’ve been eating and slouching too much that my fats are about to show up anytime soon. I wore a mid-riff racerback and leggings. I tied my hair in a high ponytail as I faced myself in the mirror. My eyes went back to my body. I’m not curvy. I’m not slim either. I look average. There’s nothing I can flaunt to guys other than my legs. But why would I flaunt my legs anyway? I shook my head and decided to clear my mind for this. I needed to run to clear my mind. I tied my iPod Nano on my right upper arm and plugged my earphones on. I put on my Nikes and went out of the room. For my first week in this place, I’ve noticed people biking and jogging by the shoreline. I heard

Nero leaned his forehead on mine. He’s breathing heavily and his eyes are closed. It’s as if kissing me drained and sucked all of the oxygen in him. “You can’t avoid me now, Miss Sloane.” He repeated as he caressed my cheek. I bit my lip and looked away. Now, I won’t be able to stop anything that’s starting to grow inside me. He’s made me crazy for him. But above all, that was my first kiss. I haven’t kissed anyone in my whole life. Not the way Nero kissed me. How will I be able to kiss someone else again when he’s already set that damn standard high up in the pedestal? “Hey,” he called me and lifted my chin to face him. “I’m sorry. Did I freak you out?” he a

Nero followed me until I reached one of the sun loungers on the beach side. A lot of tourists are having fun in some of the loungers but we had enough for us. I sat on the lounger and bit my lip. No, Kinsella. He said he wanted you. He said he liked you. He didn’t say he wanted to be with you. He called you baby several times but that’s because he’s a flirt and he’s flirting with you. That was what I was thinking when I reached the loungers. Nero sat beside me and made me face him. He looked at me worried. “Hey, is something wrong?” He asked.I shut my eyes. “Nothing.” I replied. No, more like I lied.Nero frowned in front of