Novel & Cerita Close To You

We're standing a little too close right now. She could almost hear her heart beating wildly. "Is it bad to be close?" he retorted. She was speechless. "How am I supposed to answer that? Standing so close to him makes me feel as if he's going to kiss me."

Faythe “We shouldn’t be this close.” I mutter, my throat has gone dry and I’m shaking but it has nothing to do with the coldness of the healing spring. “I want you this close; you need to get used to being this close to me if you’re going to be my little breeder.” He’s speaking softly but his words hit me like I’ve been slapped in the face. I yank my hand back and push away from him so quickly I slide off the smooth stone and drop further into the pool.

again! he moved closer to me. his eyes were focusing on my face , but he's not looking into my eyes. he was moving closer and I froze, not able to move.

Zayne was close now, so he braced for the fist to slam into his face…but it never came. Instead, Zayne stepped in and, in one swift, silent motion, pulled him into a hug. He froze. His brain short-circuited. He didn’t move, didn’t breathe, didn’t believe it was real. Zayne—who hadn’t touched him in years, who’d kept three meters of emotional distance—was hugging him. Not a stiff, one-armed side hug, but a full-bodied embrace. One hand braced firmly at the back of his head, the other wrapped tightly around his shoulders, as if Zayne could somehow shield him from everything that had already happened.

His voice came from behind and Yasmin turned with a little pretense startle. Jace stood five feet away, his hands rested in his pockets, looking a little upset, his brows raised a bit. “Hi, My name is Yasmin" She said, taking steps closer. “I’m Katrina ’s best friend" She added. “I just moved in and got lost finding my room” she said again, giving a little chuckle. Jace furrowed, his eyes went down on her dressing for a second and his countenance shifted in irritation. A smile spread on Yasmin’s lips as she watched his eyes on her, believing he could resist her temptation. So she took the last step closer.

When I said goodbye to Dan, he insisted on driving me to the airport. After I got into the car, he curled his lips into a sly grin and said, "The Dalio family is about to go bankrupt."

I said. "I know how it sounds," she said. "Tell me what it feels like," I said. She turned toward me. "Like when you are very close to something but not quite touching it," she said. "Like the distance between almost and actually. The bond at night feels." She stopped. "It feels like it wants to close that distance."

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“Okay.” Another pause. Then Mike spoke again, this time with a teasing edge. “But if you are trying to keep it a secret…” Jordy frowned slightly. “What?” Mike smirked. “You are doing a terrible job.” Jordy blinked. “What do you mean?” Mike gestured lightly. “Public places. Holding hands. Walking close. Looking at each other like that.” Jordy’s expression shifted. “Like what?” Mike raised an eyebrow. “Like you forgot other people exist.”

I said slowly, “…tell me that’s not inside the city.” A pause. Too long. “…It’s inside your radius,” he admitted. Blake stiffened. “…Define radius.” Another pause. “…Close.” The Shift The word settled heavily. Close didn’t mean minutes. It meant— Now. The Awareness Expands I closed my eyes for a brief second. Not to escape. To focus. The Connection And there it was. Clearer now. Not scattered like before. Not distant. The Presence Singular. Watching. Waiting. The Anchor Reacts