Sophia
Burning Hot and Cold.
I stared into his eyes as his touch sent an electric current down my spine, forming a tight knot at the pit of my stomach.
"You are late again," I whispered, even if I knew he had always come back by this time. I needed something to pull me from the force his presence held.
"Did you wait long?" he asked, his fingers still grazing my cheek softly.
I took a step backward, going out of his reach, swallowing deeply.
"Oh no," I said and walked away, wanting to create some distance between me and Ricci. I watched as he pulled his coat off and loosened his tie, every movement catching my eyes.
Did I really hate this man, or was hating him just something that had become my life's mission?
"What is it?" he asked. His eyes were darker now and cold like he'd just
