Mira’s POV.
I felt his warm embrace as he held my hands and hugged me. He never gave me the intention of wanting anything to do with me romantically. Rather, he saw me as a friend from childhood. On my path I had scaled his dress and his masculine body, so muscular and sexy that I craved to have s*x with him right there and then if he had just asked me to.
“Please don't do that again.”
“What did I do?” He said with a smile as he stood behind me trying to understand and read the meaning of my suspicious looks then.
“I wouldn’t want to start up an argument, you just tickled me on my ribs and that scared the crap out of me.”
“Are you being serious right now or what? I was just trying to be friendly, and that’s all; I saw you here and…”
I tried as much as possible to make it look l
