A little giddy and a little insecure, Angelique remained stiff in his arms, her eyes focused on a distant, uncertain point in the room as she squeezed her against his chest. It felt so odd. It felt right and yet- strange. As if there were so many things between them despite the physical closeness they had right now. Part of her wanted to be mad at him, push him away and keep him there, while part of him melted against his touch and craved for more. She couldn't even compare to anything she had ever experienced before, no matter how much she tried. She slowly pulled herself away from him, her crimson eyes traveling over his face and then resting on his. He seemed just as confused and unsure about all of this.
"Did we ever make it this far?" Angelique smiled and reached for his chest again
