~Ioana~
From behind me, I could feel it—the slight curve of his lips, a ghost of a smile probably.
"I'm so happy…" he whispered against my skin.
But I wasn’t. I shut my lips, remaining silent.
His arm released my waist only to snake around my wrist. He pulled me backwards.
"Ramon, I know you must have passed through a lot this period…" commenting on his almost ragged looks. Ramon, who had always paid attention to his physical grooming, paused before continuing.
"And I know you must be exhausted…" my voice soft and gentle, trickling into his ears.
We got closer to the entrance—my once silent piece of haven began to look like the gaping jaws of a python, its fangs glistening in the dark, just waiting for me to enter.
"Why don't we reschedule this meeting… maybe we can fix another tim
