NyxMy eyes widened at the realization, even more so when I felt a bulge poking at my ass. Not only was I shocked by the reality of our proximity, but I also found myself in a state of delusion when I had the urge to snuggle into this position.And it had nothing to do with the spark I felt from our body contact or the heat rushing from my neck to my chest. The man was like a giant teddy bear, swallowing my frame.I turned around to face him and instantly regretted it. The man, whom I'm constantly reminding myself to hate, was a feast for the eyes in his relaxed state.With his eyes shut, I could finally take in the rest of his features. Long lashes resting on his cheekbones, pointed nose, sharp jaw. My attention, however, was on his lips. And I had a stupid urge to run my fingers through it.It was practically begging to be kissed, and that's weird because I hate kissing. It's not because I haven't kissed anyone before. The thought of mashing saliva doesn't sit well with me. But righ
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