Come Closer Book Novels & Stories

As he was walking away, the lady then asked him, “If you don’t mind… do you want to sit at the same table then.” “Are you sure? There are-” “No, I- I insist… Since this corner of the café is the best spot to read, I always sit here, I don’t mind sharing it with you.: “Ah sure, that spot was something I had my eye on since earlier.” Kayne replied. “AH, REALLY, let’s share it then!” Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other.

However, Max had claimed he would be spending late nights with industry leaders, and it might be awkward for me to share a room. Since the main hotel was fully booked, I reluctantly went to another one, even though it was inconvenient and almost made me late for the event. Thinking back clearly, what kind of idiot would deliberately book two people from the same company in different hotels? It had all been part of her scheme. Alas, I was stupid enough to believe Max's excuse about needing to have late-night discussions with industry leaders. It was almost laughable.

Enemies closer, my darling Eloise. Closer. Until your own breath feels like a noose.

He was just an arm's length away from me now, "Or after a month," The fact that he was so close to me at this point was enough to make me start breathing heavily. Every single step he took towards me made me take two back until my back was against the wall and he had successfully sandwiched me inside his arms. His face was so close to me that I could count each eye lash, a little movement on either of our path would lead to our lips smashing each other and being engulfed in a kiss. Forbidden desires are the ones that manifest the most.

Behind him, I sense movement deeper in shadow. He did not come alone. He never does. “You are closer than before,” I say. “Yes.” “Testing how far you can step.” “Yes.” The bond tightens faintly. He is measuring proximity tolerance. Next time, he may not stop at ridge. He may breach deeper. “You will escalate again,” I say. “Yes.” “When.” He does not answer. He steps back slowly, retreating into shadow with deliberate calm. The ridge empties. The night feels thinner somehow.

It would make me so happy. "I will work on that," I said to him with a determined expression." He shook his head, "Don't trouble yourself so much. Once I introduce you to her as my girl, you both can then find common interests to bring you closer. It will be easier if Nova is also making the effort so wait until then, okay?" I threw myself in his arms and hugged him, "thanks, Lucas. You are so amazing." He pulled me from his body and stared at me. With his hands holding my face, he said, "So are you, baby," before devouring my lips.

Drake looked at me, a flicker of approval flashing in his eyes. “The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Fine. I’ve got your back. How you deal with him is entirely up to you.” … Embermoon Pack’s banquet hall was brilliantly lit. That night, the pack’s elders were all present. Even allied packs had sent important representatives to attend. Gariel stood proudly on the raised platform, dressed in a tailored black suit. Behind him, a massive screen played a slideshow of black-and-white photos in memory of me.

Warmer. Closer. Dangerously close. Then— His phone rang.

Not close at all. ***

The book is still on the shelf, I say. I know, he says. I checked. I look at him sitting on the windowsill in the afternoon light with his jacket off and his sleeves down and his guard completely down and I think about all the evenings I sat in this chair and felt him in the room and told myself it was proximity. "Come here," I say. He moves from the windowsill to the arm of my chair, which is closer than the chair across from me and not as close as sitting beside me, which is exactly the careful increment of him, learning how to close distance without rushing it.