Shocked, surprised, bewildered, dumbfounded, flabbergasted—I could list all the adjectives I know, but they wouldn't be enough to describe how I felt.Caesar's lips are soft, and I could feel it very well. I could also feel how starving his mouth is for me to respond—from brushing my lips with his to gradually biting them, wanting me to open them and accept his tongue's fiery attacks.I don't remember anymore how long I just stayed still and let Caesar taste my lips as much as he wanted. But what I do remember is how my body reacted, gradually heating up as his hands that were on my cheeks moved to my neck, shoulders, and back before he slowly pulled me close to him to the point where I was already almost sitting on his lap.My heart, which was already beating fast, went even faster, but it wasn't because of nervousness anymore. It was because my body was slowly turning on.I clenched my hand tightly. My mind was telling me to push Caesar away, but my body did otherwise. Because inste

After reaching the park, I immediately went to the gazebo, not minding the curious stares that the people in the park were giving me because of how I was walking so fast and was frantically looking around, looking for Caesar just in case he hadn't reached the gazebo yet. Adding to that was how I looked. From my hair and make-up, down to the dress I was wearing—it all screams I just came from a wedding.It did not take me long to reach the gazebo, and just as I thought and hoped, Caesar was there, sitting on the stairs with his head down and staring at his shoes.I stopped my tracks when I was already in front of him, and with an intense gaze, I asked him in a shaky voice, "Is it true?"Caesar flinched a little before he slowly lifted his head and looked at me. "You're here," he murmured while staring at me, looking so surprised to see me in front of him.I did not pay attention to what he said and instead asked him again. "Is it true that you're leaving?"The surprise on his face was