Frosty Greeting

Xhemin bit her lip as her body become frigid. She thought her reaction was a bit ironic because before the camp, she had always looked forward to their meeting but now, it seemed that she don't want to mingle with Darryl at all—not yet.

Now that he confessed, everything seemed so awkward for Xhemin. The event that took place in the hot tub few days ago forced its way to her head no matter how much she tried to shoo them away. Darryl's face, his voice and even the taste of his lips refreshed in her memory that she couldn't help but feel totally defenseless against his charisma.

Darryl always had that effect on her and after his confession, the effect seemed to be too unbearable for her. The feelings that came with it was soo heavenly and she thought a mere mortal like her cannot survive through it.