Damian
I don’t even have any explanation whatsoever for what pulled at my actions just a few moments ago, when I had tried to wipe those tears from her eyes.
For f**k’s sake, what the hell was that feeling that tugged so sharply at me? The same force I had absolutely no control over. The same pressure that felt like it had tightened mercilessly against those rigid, heavily guarded walls of my heart.
Far from that bond. Far from whatever pull and strange electricity that was. This was something far more intense, so overwhelming that I, who had always prided myself on control and discipline, was losing it completely, closing the distance between us until our lips had almost touched… or perhaps did, if only in those foolish, intrusive fantasies, before the driver interrupted rudely.
Then
