I Fell In Love With The Wrong Person

The smirk on his face said it all. He knew I was uncomfortable and that only propelled him to bring his face even closer till his smell invaded my space. I could smell a hint of chlorine from the pool and his usual smell which was a mix of his cologne and his natural smell.



He leaned even closer till I could feel his breath tickle my ear. "I know you want me," he leaned back with his smirk still intact and took the towel that was hanging on one of the chairs and walked away.