Close To You Novels & Stories

She pats my shoulder, then walks over to check the refreshments. "Momsis!" Justin rushes towards me and wraps his arms around my waist as soon as he reaches near me, "You are looking so beautiful." "Thank you." I hug him back while a genuine smile forms on my lips, "You are looking so handsome." I repeat in the same tone as his, which makes him blush. He presses his face more into my stomach while mumbling a small thank you.

I answer trying so much act composed but instead it comes out just as a whisper just at the thought of him getting nearer to me “ why do you feel so uneasy every time that I get closer to you and yet you don't want to express how you feel.?” he asks me in his husky yet sexy voice as he pins in against the wall. This means that I am only a few inches away from him to the extent that I can even hear his heart beats. He then extends his putting it softly on my cheek a moan escaping my mouth in the process. Damn it! what a shame to me.

All she needs is just to close her eyes and sleep. George noticed her lack of interest and he stopped kissing her to look into her eyes, he sighed when he saw how tightly she closed her eyes and groaned, “what is going on, Irene? Why are avoiding me these days? What is going on? Don't I attract you any more, or do I have a smell you don't like? I have only made love to you twice in the past two months now. How are we going to have babies if I don't touch you? Or do you still need some time? Speak to me, honey, I am dying in silence.”

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� 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗹𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗜 𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗺� � 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘀𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁.

The look alone is enough to make my breath catch. "And when you're this close…" he murmurs, closing the final distance between us, "I want to do so much more than just touch you."

On Julian Sterling’s birthday, Zara Xavier secretly traveled six hours to his city to surprise him. She knew he had been eyeing a limited-edition watch, one of only a few in the world, so she arranged to meet a college student in person to buy it. When the girl arrived, Zara was surprised to see that she was pregnant. She was still in college, but her belly was already quite large. She was well into her third trimester. “Hi, I’m Zoey Ramsey. You’re the one who wanted the watch, right?” Zoey pulled the watch out of its original box and handed it to Zara as if it were no big deal. Zara happily took it. “Yes, this is the one. My husband really likes it. Ms. Ramsey, how much are you asking

I set my bag down and turned to face him. “Come here,” I said. He came. He stopped an arm’s length away, letting me close the final distance if I wanted it. I stepped in, rested my palms against his chest, and felt his heart beating under my hands. Steady. Present. “I’m still not all the way okay,” I said. “I know.” “But I want to be close to you tonight. Not because the hard thing is gone. Because you stayed while it was here.” Ryder’s hands lifted slowly and settled at my waist, light enough that I could step away at any moment. “Then I’ll be close. However you need.”

Okay, looking around was not a good idea. "You what, Kïttên?"he asked, looking at me in an amused way. "Can't talk?" "You... you're too...too close,"I spoke quietly, fisting on the part of his shirt that I was holding on to. "I haven't even gotten close yet,"he leaned in closer, our noses were touching. God please, couldn't you just blow the trumpet already?! "I...."

The beat that means he's listening to the thing beside the thing and filing both of them. I refill his coffee. I have to stand close to do it because the cup is on the table and the table is where he is. Standing close is the spatial requirement of the refilling. I pour and I don't move away immediately. The same not-immediately I gave the brush of fingers. He doesn't move away from the proximity either. The kitchen is the kitchen, the sea is outside, the east light is coming through the window. I'm standing close to him with the coffee pot in my hand, and neither of us is moving.