Novel & Cerita I Want To Know Her

I actually think I’ve read it before. “Continue being a praying mantis then,” she says. “No, I want to learn. I would rather you teach me, though. I don’t want to know what those women in the stories want. I want to know what you want.” A pink shade creeps into her cheeks. “Are you sure you want to know what I want?” I lean my weight on my elbow and prepare to take mental notes. “Of course. I want to know what the woman I love desires. Teach me, my love.”

" He wanted you. " She pulled back in shock " How long have you known? " ©#KCMmuoe

A bit stressed for a second. “Then what is it, Love? You reacted way too much.” I asked casually. I didn’t expect her to grow this furious as if something unexpected happened. “We have known each other for years, we get along well. And she is very desirable, not to mention, Who wouldn’t want her?” I shrugged, smiling to myself while thinking about her. “But..” “But, what? Is there something else I should know? What do you know but I don’t?” I asked teasingly, smirking at her.

he asked, not bothering to face her. She smiled and walked in front of him. "My friend called me and said someone created an account under my name. I-I don't know how to use I*******m and..." "Contact your friend and ask her to teach you. Don't bother me." She pouted with that. Look at this rude monkey not letting her finish her sentence. "But she's having a vacation in Japan. Please?" She even did the puppy-eyes look. Elias stared at her before rolling his eyes. "Where's your phone?"

I run my thumb across her cheek and lips. “What do you want from me?” I ask, knowing that if she says she just wants a fling, I’ll do it because I’d rather have some of her than none of her, but I’ll never get over it after she’s gone. “Everything,” she says, closing her eyes and leaning into my touch. “What does that mean,” I press because I have to know. She opens her eyes to look at me. “I’m afraid I’ll scare you away by telling you everything that I want.”

I didn’t know who she was. But she knew me. And whatever she wanted… she wasn’t done yet.

I hissed “I think you know what I want.”

He has no idea. "Why are you so interested in her all of a sudden anyway?" I wish I could tell him, but it was a fact that I myself still didn't know; Why was I so interested in her? Because she's pretty? Has the voice of an angel? Or something else? Whatever it was about her, there was something that intrigued me. And I knew, without anyone having to tell me, that she was hurting somehow. And I wanted to help, but the problem was that I didn't know how to do that without accidentally hurting her more.

I watch every ripple of emotion pass through her. And I know I’ve got her—exactly where I want her.

As much as I loved her, I'd hate to feel like a pest, worse still, be called one. “Let's do dinner again, and a couple of dinners. Let's get to know each other better. I wanna meet your friends, well apart from Dam…” She was saying. “I have none other than him.” I cut in. “I just want to know more about you. I want to be able to see beneath this persona. I don't know if you get what I mean.” Her voice was firm, but not her gaze, no matter how hard I tried to make her look into my eyes.