WebNovelDanseur65.52%

Chapter 38

He walks towards me with a smile that matches mine, and I can't avoid studying his moves. Dressed in a suit and tie, an overcoat on his arm, overnight bag in hand, he always looks so elegant, so stylish. So handsome. I rush to greet him, arms thrown around him though he can't hug me back. But he can kiss me, and I make for his lips, only to find him fleeing my touch, avoiding it like it's the plague.

The fuck? My shocked expression is enough to make him wince, though, and he gives me a reassuring smile. It still doesn't take away this sharp claw wrapped around my heart.

"Not here," he whispers, "too many people."

Oh. I see.