Chapter 10

　　SAM

　　Phoenix almost kissed me! Yeah, almost. I was anticipating when he leaned closer, but before it happened, he pulled back.

　　I’m actually a little bit disappointed. Well, we shouldn’t, right? Who kisses a friend anyway?

　　He always smells good—a scent of mint and musk, probably his cologne or his aftershave.

　　Something feels different in his touch—it feels good, soothing, and igniting—like I want to cocoon in his arms.

　　I’m glad we became friends though because I really missed him. I even admitted it.

　　Going to his club is maybe a good idea. I can meet someone to get rid of whatever feelings I have for Phoenix. It’s insane how I know a little about him, and just met him recently, yet I feel the strong pull toward him.

　　I might take Amy’s advice to get laid—my spell has been dried a long time ago, and she’s right—it’s time to clear away the cobwebs because I will die waiting if I will expect that Phoenix is the right man for me—we’re just friends.