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One more kiss from him and I would start begging him to take me right here. "What do you want from me,Hayes?",I asked calmly. He looked taken aback by question.Enough that his mask slipped. "I want you to admit that you feel it too". "Feel what, Hayes?" "This... whatever this is between us",he said gesturing between us. "You don't know what I feel", I said steadily,silently cheering myself for not buckling under the sheer weight of his heavy gaze. "Oh,but I do.It is visibly all over your face,the way your breath hitches when I come near you,the way your body tenses up when I touch you",he said lowering his pitch as he spoke.

"Babe, you should be happy that the way he looks at you is different." My eyebrows scrunch and she further elaborates, giving me her full attention. "Remember I told you, he craves you even when he has a girlfriend?" I nod, and she continues, "He likes you, Les. He doesn't show it but his actions and expressions does show it. It's not about Scarlett or any other girl, its about his own personal feelings which he cant decipher out. He is just in denial, thats all." She place a hand on mine, gently caressing my skin. "So don't fret over little things like these. You are beautiful and you know it." She stated with a smile, and I gave her my own.

“How do you feel when he looks at you and when he’s around you?” “Possessive, not really, but I really can’t explain it. When people come near him, I get the feeling that I could easily kill them. Jeez, Lee, I don’t know why I suddenly feel this way. When I’m not close to him, I feel like something is missing. Every time I see him, I get the urge to rush up to him and give him a big hug or some other form of affection.” “So I was right?” “Right about what?” I asked, and she got back to her sleeping position and sighed.

“She doesn’t like me like that, bro. It’s just physical.” “Maybe it is,” he grumbles. “And maybe it’s not. How do you feel when you’re with her? Are you drawn to her in ways you can’t explain? Does your skin feel like it’s tingling when you touch her? Does she smell like fucking heaven to you? Has your wolf claimed her? Only the full moon can confirm it, but there are signs…”

Did he expect a declaration in return? Events had happened so fast she wasn’t sure what she felt for him. Desire, always. Incredible respect. Liking, even deep affection. But love? “I…” “You love me,” he said confidently. “You might not be sure of it yet, but I am.” She turned to look at him. “How do you know?” “Your body talks. Your eyes speak. Even Raziel the Cynical has remarked on it.” “He could be wrong.” “Who are you trying to convince?”

If I tell him how I feel and he stays, then I'll never know whether he gave up the job because he returned my feelings or because he was too honorable to leave me after such a confession. He called you perfect, I remind myself. He called you extraordinary. I've seen the way he looks at me. I've recognized the awe, the devotion. He has feelings for me - strong feelings. I've felt it every time he touches me. I've seen him on the brink of madness, on the brink of pleasure, and everywhere in between. I've seen him in his power, in his lust, and I've seen him at his weakest and most vulnerable.

“Okay so first, when he starts gazing at you, that’s his sign that he likes you!” “Or just wants to see me naked on bed.” “Either way—“ “Dude, you’re scaring me!” “Sex isn’t scary! It’s exciting with full of sweat, kisses, hugs, salivas—“ “Okay, I’m out.” Then I dropped the call.

He took a deep breath and moved closer towards me. "I know it hasn't been much long, not much longer than 2 months since you got here but," he pauses and licks his lips, slightly biting the edge of them, signs that he was tense about something. "I think I'm in love" he looked me deep in the eye "with you" He then looked down, maybe because he thought the feeling might not be mutual. He has no idea how crazy his tiniest actions drive me, my heart is pounding against my chest, the sound of it growing louder by the second, I'm wondering if it's loud enough for him to hear.

That's what we do to convey how much we missed each other without any words exchanged. Soon we pulled away from each other and he cupped my face in his palms. He pulled my face and gave me a kiss on the forehead. It still surprises me how much my heart beats each time I see him. This feeling is so overwhelming but I don't ever want to let go off it. I feel weak like my knees could give out at any moment. Only he can make me feel this way and no other. I fund myself wondering if it could be the same for him.

“I just can’t stop myself.” “So... you feel like you want to be around her all the time, shower her with gifts, look after her, protect her, and even mean to vanish any male who dares to even put a single finger on her?” he asked with amusement. I stared at him coldly, but inside, my thoughts were in turmoil. What he just said perfectly described every single feeling I had for her. He smirked and chimed, “Those are the symptoms, man.” "Symptoms?" I asked. "Which symptoms?"