Dahlia
Jinn was unusually quiet the whole evening and I believed it was because he was nervous to go back to work for the first time after the accident. His behavior wasn’t any different the next morning either. I let him be and decided to talk to him once he was back from work.
I pecked him a goodbye kiss before he left and although there wasn’t anything intimate about it, I watched his eyes turn dark and sinful. As if his eyes had a direct line of contact with my heart, it pulsated in response.
I wanted to call him and ask how he was doing but I did not. I was not ready to face yet another rejection from him. Even now, I could feel the intensity of the goosebumps caused by the heated kiss that we shared two nights ago. But it wasn’t enough for me. I wanted more.
I would always
