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I waited for Alexander for a while before sighing and going to take a shower instead. I was sticky from the sweat of our heated make-out session, and I shivered when the cool shower mist sprayed on my heated skin, goosebumps forming in its wake. 

“I need to get a hold of myself,” I grumbled, wrapping my arms around my torso. Every time Alexander was around me anymore; it was like I became a love-sick puppy and oozed idiocy. My rational mind left and was replaced by mush.

I rubbed my scalp and heaved an annoyed sigh. This was the epitome of embarrassment. I wanted to have more control of my emotions and actions around Alexander. It seemed like he always had the upper hand in every situation, every conversation, and every emotion when we interacted. It was impossible to pretend aro