My Special One

Justin exited the bathroom and walked out to the deck, needing the fresh air to calm himself. Being so close to her, feeling her warmth, and holding himself back—it wasn't easy.

Should I really sleep in the living room tonight? he wondered, his heart still pounding. I'm afraid I might just lose control and pounce on her. She's truly so tempting.

When Natalie returned to the room, she didn't find Justin there. Where did he go?

Before heading to bed, she decided to look for him, wondering what was wrong now. She found him standing on the deck, quietly staring at the night sky as if lost in thought.

Sensing her presence, he glanced over his shoulder at her.

She walked forward and stood beside him. "Is something wrong?"

He remained silent for a while, and Natalie found herself glancing following his line of sight to know what he was looking at so intently, but it was just the dark sky.