Clarissa's POV:
I didn't do anything I'll regret, so I'll show Ricardo who I exactly am.
I walked into Ricardo's company like everything was perfectly fine. I went into Ricardo's room and he kept his head down while sleeping. Did he stay the night? Is he crazy? He already gets bad shoulder aches. I started massaging his shoulders and hugged his head into my chest. I ran my fingers through his hair, loving the feeling of the smooth strands against my fingers.
I missed him way too much. How I wanted to touch him all this time. His cologne always lures me. I'm the moth and Ricardo is the flame. He would never intentionally burn me.
I pecked his lips once, twice, then three times and sat in the chair while stroking his hair. Only for a little while, I tell myself. Everytime I stroked, I
