My heart jumps to my throat when I catch a familiar scent. 
Why does it appear around me so often these days? 
I turn around looking for the owner frantically but I can't spot them. 
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"How do you know me?" 
"How can I not?" 
"You're quite popular, I'm not, so I had no idea you'd be into me." 
"I'm not into you. I just like making friends." 
"Yeah sure, like you haven't been practically undressing me with your eyes." 
"I have not been doing that!"

Sillage

"Okay." He turns around grabbing his shirt shrugging it on before he turns around to face me again. I probably look like shit right now but the way he's looking at me makes me feel beautiful. 


"Just one last time." He whispers before yanking me and crushing me into his arms by my hands and capturing his lips with mine. I whimper a little into the kiss as his frown deepens and my tears that fall down my face give me a salty taste in the kiss. 


Just as we part and he turns around again breathing shakily and fast. 


I slide down on the floor with my back against the counter and bury my head in my knees when the door unlocks and Jim walks in. He freaks out visibly as he notices my tear stained face and Sam's expression. His breath quickens and he speaks up. 


"She wants me to leave." Sam says peering over his shoulder to look at me. 


twenty two