Something just moved me. I held her head and her waist and pulled her into my embrace. I kissed her. First she struggled but I forced her to stay and she was like she gave up. She kissed me back. The kiss went even deeper, we kissed each other for about a minute, then with a sudden move she bit my lower lip hard. In a moment she pulled herself out from my grip, and runned out from the room. I breathed havely. I wanted to hold her more. I didn't want to let her go, but at least it seemed like she still has feelings for me, she just holds herself back. She said that she is mine, many years ago. And fu*ck yeah. She is still mine even if she fights against it. I will have her. I fu*cking swear I will have her again. I won`t let her go.
I wasn't worried about she's going to find another job,
