Roseline Angelina Black.
This is wrong.
That's all I can think about as the car comes to a slow halt. My conscious comes back to me in the form of the heavenly scent of Adonis, whose arms I lay in comfortably. And here I thought I would be able to keep my distance.
The Universe plays unacceptable tricks on me, I tell you.
And so does headaches and fatigue.
My heart starts to thump in my chest as I peek my eyes open, I can see the front entrance of Adonis' building through the window and I feel a sudden emotion of homesickness over take me. My eyes glaze over my surroundings once, taking in the green plants and glass door to the lobby of the building before I gently rise from the chest I was laying upon, coming up to meet silver pools of molten greys instantly.
I blush, embarrassed th
