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I can sense that he is afraid. After that hugged he touches my face and dearly said, "I go crazy when I don't see you, since that kiss we shared, I can't forget this face" his eyes showed so much fire, and I don't want this feeling, I'm too afraid that I might not resist this strong emotion for him anymore. He reached for my lips to his and I tried to pull away and stop him but he is much stronger, his hands caressing my back giving me goosebumps from my head to my toes.

I retorted, earning an irritated look from him. "When I tell you to consider her feelings, I'm not telling you to consider having a relationship with her or accepting the fact that she's your mate. Be honest with me, Hunter, haven't you been in a situation where you feel strongly attracted to her to the point where that feeling sort of makes you feel frustrated?" he asked. "I know you two don't spend any time together and you barely see her, but haven't you ever felt a strong pull to her whenever you feel that she's close by, and doesn't that feeling make you feel frustrated with yourself?" he questioned.

He looked like he belonged here—with me, laughing and showing me silly games like darts. Why did that make him hotter? “Uh-huh… definitely,” I mumbled, not sure what I was agreeing to. I studied the little crinkles near his eyes, the way his focus deepened as he taught me something he liked. His voice was warm, low, and almost casual—but I felt the weight of it curling around my heart. I’m so ready to let him ruin me. That’s not weakness, right? No. It takes strength to be willing to be destroyed—emotionally and physically—and still ask for more.

I do have a lot of questions that have been running into my mind now. Does he have feelings for me as well? Because based on his gesticulations, he really cares about me. I don’t want to rely on his gestures because he can do that to others as well. The big but here is why he’s like that to me? He knows that I am not a straight person but he kept showing those gestures to me? I don’t know if this is the sign to confess my feelings for him but I am not yet ready. We still need to finish the music video after doing the confession. If I will put first the confession, he might feel awkward and avoid me.

It’s impossible for us to hide it when we’re near each other. My eyes stay glued to his beautiful green ones. The way his jaw tenses, the way his muscles stand out with his arms crossed. That simple white tight t‑shirt he’s wearing today does not help my urge to run to him. I want to be near him, to smell him, to take in his delicious scent. I want those strong arms wrapped around me, his huge chest pulling me into a bear hug. Unable to contain myself, I give him a seductive look, and he reacts instantly, flexing his shoulders, his mouth parting as he takes in deeper breaths.

Dimitri’s mouth twitched like he was fighting a smile. I dropped my hands and stared at him. “So this mark thing…explain. In detail. Slowly. Like I’m five.” “A mark is…permanent. Mostly. It ties your emotions, your instincts, sometimes even your strength to each other. He'll be drawn to you…hard. It'll be almost impossible for him to stay away for long. And you…” He hesitated. “You'll feel him too. Especially when he's close. Especially when he's hurting. Or wanting or regretting. When he feels anger. Need. Love.”

He almost yelled. " I don't feel anything for you at all, you are just imagining things. Wishful thinking you see. I am in love with him and I feel everything just for him. " I said firmly. " Ok, then what is this?? " He said and I was confused but then he held my hand and placed it on his chest. I tried to snatch my hand away as I felt it might burn if I touch his torso. I could feel that my heartbeat increased manifold.

He stopped in front of me, but didn't reach out like I expected him to. Too many people around? Or did he really not feel what I felt? Maybe lust was safer, more pure. At least it didn't lie. I couldn't tell if he was falling in love with me, or maybe I refused to interpret the signs in a way that left me with a result I didn't want. With lust it was easy. My body betrayed me with the truth, as his did him. "Yeah. We should see if anyone else is interested." I started to move around him, but he reached out and grabbed my hands, stilling me.

I also questioned my own feelings, unsure if what I felt for him was love. Now was the time for patience, self-discovery, and understanding. How can you tell if you're already in love with someone? Are there any signs to look out for? There is something I can say with certainty. This is the first time I have ever felt this way. It's a unique blend of emotions that leaves me feeling both safe and nervous when he's around. I feel a mix of power and vulnerability in his presence, and it's a sensation unlike anything I've experienced before. It's a strange combination of happiness and sadness that defies explanation.

If that's the basis of liking someone maybe, I really like him. "I don't know..." Mom held my hands. "Do you want to see him all the time? Do you feel weird every time you see him? Does your heart beat fast when he's there? Don't you want to see him with another woman?" I couldn't answer again. "If Yes," he stroked my long hair. "You really like him. But even if you don't say it, I can see in your eyes that he is a special person for you."