Miles
I found myself walking back into the library again.
I didn’t want to be far from her anymore.
Returning to her cubicle, I pulled her away from what she was doing and kissed her hard again.
These past few days had been hell without her.
It broke my heart knowing my princess had run away from me.
She promised she would never break my heart, yet she left me in the dark.
She should have come to me. She should have spoken to me.
I love her—every part of her. I can’t live without her.
Panting heavily, I took her lips again, our tongues tangling, completely aware that anyone could be watching us right now. But I didn’t care.
I pulled away, not wanting to scare her, not wanting to hold her too tightly.
I’m learning to be soft on her.
I’m learning to be soft for her.
“Please tel
