Juan's words made Arya feel like she couldn't breathe. She wanted to push him away and slam the door. She wanted to get away from him and be alone. But she couldn't move because Juan was too close. His breath was fanning her chest and for some odd reason she felt a delicious sensation within her.
The space between them was too close and there seemed to be electricity or some sort of spark cracking between them. He was staring at her full pink pouty lips. She kicked them nervously, looking away and hesitating on whether she should take a step back or but then Juan's phone decided for her because it rang. The sound was loud and sharp, and it broke the chemistry between them but also gave Arya a sense of relief.
Juan looked at his phone before he answered it. He didn't smile, but his lips
