Dael POV
The engine is humming low beneath me, a sound that does not drown out the noise in my blood.
9:03 a.m.
The sun is shining through the windshield cutting through the air in rays. I am parked a couple of streets away from her dorm enough that nobody will connect the black car to the girl who is still shaking right now. Close enough that I can still taste her.
My body is reacting to the thought of her. It is hard. It hurts.
It is pushing against my leg trying to get to her. The bulge is obviously straining against my pants. Every heartbeat makes it worse. I should drive away, I do not, instead I lean my head back against the seat, eyes half. Put my hand on my lap. I press down hard trying to calm myself. It does not work.
"Damn " I say to the car.
I wanted to stay with her.
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