Sometimes home is a person and with that person by your side you feel at home wherever you are. ~ A. Gupta
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VIOLET
“Are you going to tell me what is this place? Where are you taking me?”
“I am k********g you, I don't want to take you back to Willow Creek.”
I chuckled at his response but my amusement died off as I saw him looking at me with serious brown eyes. “What? You can't be serious?”
He smiled, his fingers squeezing mine as he pulled me closer. My eyes darted to the closed steel doors of the elevator as I braved a palm on his hard chest. Cupping my face, he brought my attention back to him as he said, “If I ever did kidnap you, will you hate me for it?”
I frowned at him. “Why are you asking me that?” I shook my head, stopping him before he could reply. “No. Don’t answer that.
