Stay Close นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I think I should come back." "Stay."

He clears his throat and moves to the side, waiting for me to go by. I muffle a quick “thank you” and scurry away.

I counter casually while drawing my hands out from my pockets, readying my stance subtly into a fight stand. “I have to leave now and I’m well aware that neither of you live anywhere near me, so following me and saying you live close by isn’t going to work. By the way... don’t speak to me unless we actually have to set something up and need to work... Bye now.” I wait for them to leave as I wave my hand dismissively.

Because it seems everywhere I go I feel like a victim eaten up fast For once I plead Someone to ask me Will you please..." " It's not the right time. I have to go home and do it." He says. I can hear the confusion in his voice. I continue the poem in my head. 'Will you please... stay.' Yes, that's it! I need to note this down. I grab a sticky note which I store in my pocket. I write down 'stay' with my the only pen I have, a red ballpoint.

He breaks my last thread of hope. "You don't really have a choice here cause whether or not you're close to him, you're still at risk." He told me. "It's either you stay away and your tro uble continues or you stay close and risk being intimate. So, which option will you choose?"

Anna exhaled slowly. “So I cannot escape you.” Adrian did not correct her. A long pause followed. Then Anna stepped slightly closer to a table. She placed her hand on it. Stabilizing herself physically. Not emotionally. “If I stay away,” she said quietly, “what happens to me.” Adrian’s expression tightened slightly. “Instability increases.” Silence. Anna nodded slowly. “And if I stay near.” Adrian answered quietly. “Integration accelerates.” Silence. Anna gave a faint, tired smile.

Every reason I'd to keep you close was no longer valid, I don't recall a time were breathing come easily, but I never felt so alive even though the scenario contradicted itself. My tree lost its leave only to realize you were the reason why it had them in the first place, and now the same fire that burns my existence away is the one that keeps me sane. how can one feel at ease and be tormented by the same? I exhausted my chances to reach my destination because you were my home Jaden. There you are so close yet far, I caress your angelic face wishing I'd done it million times when I'd the chance. So I ask you to stay even though I hold the answer...so I keep on drowning.

I said rudely hissed through a cough which eventually died down. "Why?" She asked in a pout with her brows furrowed down. "Look there are many rules to follow but for me and you to get along and one of us not to get hurt we both need to follow these rules they are very important..." "NO STAYING IN CONFINED OR CLOSED PLACES TOGETHER NO ANY FORM OF PHYSICAL CONTACT NO FALLING IN LOVE"

The ripples from it spread through her, ignorant little waves of curiosity and unease. She rolled over, hugging the pillow, and tried to fold herself into the comfort of normalcy: tomorrow, the meeting, forwarding documents, coffee. Routine, competence. The things that kept her safe and useful. But as she breathed, she could not entirely silence the nagging thought: when a man like Alex Knight said stay close, what did he mean beyond the literal? And when a man who never let his guard down broke the rule and asked for proximity, did that change anything about what she was to him?