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ROSA

It was late in the evening, I was heading down the hallway to go to bed when I see Marco climbing the stairs, a perplexed look on his face.

"Marco!" I yelled. When his eyes met mine, it seemed like it took him a second to smile at me. "Where have you been? I wanted to ask you something about --"

Ignoring my question, he looked behind me to make sure no one was in sight.

"Nevermind that," he answered.

"What? What's wrong?" I frowned in confusion. He then opened the door and pushed me in, closing the door behind us. "What are we doing in the closet?" I asked agape.

He pulled me closer to him, and my hands sweep up and land on his chest. I could feel his heart thumping hard in his chest like he'd been running, and I couldn't help but wonder if something happened.

Without saying a word, he began to stroke my back.

I closed my eyes, as the sensation of his touch sent shivers down my spine, then my entire body. Soon, my thoughts vanished as I wrapped my arms tightly around him, wanting