Chapter 7

Stephen's Pov

Thursday morning 3 a.m.

I'm in my bed, all alone. I miss Diya. I still remember our little make out session. She tasted so good. Her lips were so soft, that I wanted to kiss and bite. But when she moaned my name, I froze. Her voice gave me some chills.

I stopped kissing her. Yes, I'm dying to make love to her. But I don't want this to be a one night stand. I wanted to be her man. I wanted her to love me, to miss me, to marry me, to have 10 children at least, to grow old with me. Shit, I'm in love.

I gently lifted her and placed her at the bed. I took her bra and top and handed it over her. She looked confused. I'm confused too, by this sudden self revelation of love. But I couldn't dare to speak. I felt so bad for leaving her just like that. If I stayed any longer, I would ravish her. I knew that. But I don't wanna do that. I want to enjoy every moment with her. I wanted to feel her love. I wanted a lifetime with her, not a one night stand.

It felt all of a sudden.... But it's the truth. I'm in love with this woman, the moment our eyes met. I want that love to be eternal.

"I'm sorry, but I should leave", I broke our silence while putting on my shirt. She looked confused and disappointed at the same time. She opened her apartment door for me. Before I could I say bye, she closed the door on my face. I'm to be blamed for this reaction. I walked down, and sat in my car for god knows how long.

I was thinking about her perfect body. Her lips felt so good, as if they were made for my lips. Ugh...I wanted to break her door, get in and fuck her like there's no tomorrow. But I couldn't. Because I wanted it to last. I wanted her to crave for me. I wanted her to love me. I wanted her to be mine and mine alone. If I have to take the long road, then I'm ready. I will do anything for her.

Kelly's point of view

What the hell happened?. I used to be an introvert, but all of a sudden I'm kissing and making out with a stranger. Thank god he left all of a sudden. It hurt. I wanted him so bad, that I myself asked him to fuck me. I would have understood myself if I backed up from our make out session, but he did it before me. He doesn't like me. I know that for sure now.

May be he thought one night wouldnt hurt. But he left abruptly. Am I that undesirable?. I have never done a one night stand before. So, even if we had sex tonight, I wouldn't know how to say goodbye. We work at the same place, so things will turn so bad for both of us, especially for me. So, it's better, we didn't go any further.

But I miss him. I'm not missing the sex part. I just miss him. His eyes, his face, his perfectly imperfect body, his hands, his touch, his lips... Ugh.... Why did he stop?.

I don't know how I'm going to face him tomorrow. What if he tells everyone about us?. What if he's one of those jerks that proudly assassinates a girl's character?. But I really want him. How am I going to face him tomorrow.