Amaya’s POV…….
He has just left the house, he didn’t even come in, once I got to my apartment; he asked me to walk out of the car before he gets upset with my presence.
After all I did; I know that the apartment is mine and I didn’t have anything to worry about, but I would rather not leave, I was thinking about the kiss when I shouldn’t be and the thought of staying with him sent chills down my spine; I have to see him when I wake up, I have to sleep every day, I can’t even take much of seeing him for a couple of hours, and now I have to see every single day, he would be there to annoy the hell out of me, sometimes I wish the body didn’t have a face and that face didn’t talk, it would have even a lot easier.
I closed the door from behind when I headed into my bedroom, I have five hours
