"There's no such thing as love—you're mistaking physical attraction for it—" There was no mistaking the coldness in her voice. I knew in that moment that she actually believed this. Even though, I had lost all right to her trust—it seemed impossible for me to stop loving her. It was driving me insane. Zaira, was driving me insane and I felt I'll soon lose all control.
Her face was still turned away from me and all I could see was her bare neck—with her hair pulled up into a bun. I knew I had to stop, but it didn't seem likely that I could stop this time.
I wanted to pull away but I couldn't seem to. My senses had been seduced and I couldn't think straight except let her entice me. My hands captured her small, fragile hands in mine, interlacing my fingers with hers.