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RYAN.

Claire stood by the bed, staring at me intently as I positioned my body comfortably on the bed , resting my back on the headboard. I can't stop thinking about how my hand felt on her smooth skin, and how she reacted to my touch.

She scanned my room swiftly like it's her first time here even when she has been to my bedroom in the past, but the circumstances was different then. Our relationship was all about having secret fights, and the attraction between us had just started to grow then, but now we don't even need to fake that attraction anymore, it comes on real, and natural.

She returned her fierce eyes to my studying ones "What is the meaning of the shit you pulled back there?" She asked angrily jerking her thumb backwards.

I've tried to keep my distance, trying very hard to avoid eye and skin contact, but I still failed, didn't I? It's almost impossible to succeed in keeping a good distance when she smells and looks so good. I mean look a her right now, and tell me, who