Fiona's POV
Nathan looked back at me, a small smile appeared on his lips.
"Oh you find it funny" He said in the most playful tone I have ever head.
He stepped closer deliberately and suddenly the room felt too small.
I could feel his breath on my face, it was warm and tempting.
My mind yelled for me to step back, but my body… it leaned in instead. I didn't know when my heart started racing or when my chest tightened the way it did.
His hand came up to my face, his fingers were gentle against my cheek.
My eyes shut on it's own, waiting and hoping for his mouth to meet mine. But it didn't.
"Get dressed," he whispered.
I opened my eyes immediately. His hand was still there, but his expression had changed... I couldn't deny it i felt disappointed more than I expected.
Just then, he turned to leave but something inside me took over and I grabbed his wrist, pulled him back, and before he could speak I crushed my lips with his.
