Stealing a kiss from her - 2
Wiping out the almost dried up tears from her eyes, she slowly patted on her face, as she was about to reach her hotel - 'The Savoy'.
She checked in to her room and went to take a cold shower immediately, to calm her frigid nerves down. Standing under the water, she touched her lips as the memories kept flooding in.
That gentle touch of his lips, although a bit hesitant at first, that taste of his mouth, that musky smell of his, it all felt the same. Even his hair felt the same, the way her fingers ran across his hair felt the same. She was unable to believe that he was someone else. Maybe she was hallucinating, but it was too real, too surreal for her to even think for one second that it was all in her head.
Wrapping herself in a bathrobe, she came out of the shower and wanting to push away the clouding thoughts scattered all across her head, she opened the balcony doors and stood outside, to get a view of the city and to push away the fleeting thoughts.