CHAPTER 31: A Night Before A Storm

He looks at me with his daring eyes, deep into my eyes then down to my lips.

He switches them from my eyes then to my lips as he's afraid that he could never see my features again so he's doing his best to remember every detail of my face.

But my eyes and lips seems to be the most important parts for him to save in his memory.

"Okay" I nod my head in agreement. We do need to talk.

About so many things.

He nods at me too, still locking eyes together.

Suddenly I feel hot and sweaty, I can't recall that the weather was like that before I see Andrew.

I have a really strong willingness to take off my top because it's so freaking hot in here. And him staring at me doesn't help at all.

"Are we going to talk here?" Andrew asks, pointing at where we're actually standing. Which is the door of his room.

I was surprised by seeing him that I stood there blocking him from coming in, yet I'm not doing it on purpose. I'm just nervous.