Arya and Derek were in the elevator now, the air around them thick and suffocating with s****l tension. The ride seemed excruciatingly long as he didn't speak a word, but his demeanour was enough to make goosebumps appear all over her arms and legs. They finally reached his apartment and Derek swiftly moved to unlock the door. Before she could comprehend what was happening, Derek pulled her inside the apartment and pushed her against the door, slamming it shut. He held her hands above her head as he fervently kissed her, his body pressing into her. He kissed her as if there was no tomorrow, to make up for all the lost time, as if he would lose her any second now. He kissed along her jaw, her neck as his hands slowly loosened the grip around her wrists. She titled her head a bit, giving him
