Closer To.you Closer To Me Novels & Stories

Closer than I would've liked. With him standing so close to me, I became hazy. I couldn't think straight. His masculine scent was so strong, shooting through my nose and straight up my brain. I couldn't trust myself to not throw my head back and close my eyes to inhale him, so I took two steps back.

My brother said to me, looking at me sideways. - you're not the only one. In this case. I feel unable to move away from this hospital.

Suddenly his face was so close to mine and our lips were mere inches apart. –To be continued…

he puts an envelope on the table next to my hands. "Ana, it's the truth, look, I'm just going to tell you one thing, in this envelope there's a plane ticket for you, I've been offered a job in France and I won't be able to come and see you anymore, I have a month to leave, if in a month you're not at the airport an hour before I leave, unfortunately I don't want to know anything more about you, because it hurts us, Ana, I'm a human being who feels too".

Even though we are far apart, I feel that he is very close to me. "I'm back."

"I've always tried to show you how I'm deeply in love with you, but somehow, you keep moving further away from me." Further away? What was he talking about?

God, I do. And suddenly, he’s closer. Not dramatically. Just… leaning in. The space between us shrinks. And I feel it—that shift. That gravity.

Darren's and my faces flushed at that moment. I stiffly turned my head away and fidgeted with my fingers. Then, I awkwardly turned to look out the window, watching my father's car speed away into the distance. The color in my face slowly began to return to normal. It was only now that I truly understood—no love could ever compare to family bonds. My family would cross mountains and rivers to bring me home, even if I was trapped in a world of fires and blades.

My heart thuds harder as he moves closer, slow and deliberate. “I mean it, Luke,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper now. “Don’t come any closer.” He stops again, only a few feet away. “Which is it going to be, Julie? Out the door, or would you like me closer?”

I will come when I am ready and I am not ready yet but I am closer than I was. I look at the message. Closer than I was. The door is there. The light is already on.