I lazily stared at myself in front of the mirror. There are dark circles around my eyes and my hair is as messy as my mind. My thoughts are filled with Ambrose’s words. My heart almost exploded when I heard him utter those words.
My fingers flew to my lips. I touched it and shut my eyes. I must be going crazy for reminiscing how he kissed me. His lips moved against mine expertly and that was what was left inside my head. Every time I close my eyes, I feel his lips on mine and my heart would go frenzy.
It’s amazing—amazingly annoying—how he could still hold so much control over me after six long months of being apart. All of my efforts to move from him become useless all of a sudden.
I sighed hard and grabbed my towel to go to the bathroom. I have a meeting with Ambrose and his compan
