ALI
I woke up, sensing a gentle touch on my cheek. I tried not to jump to conclusions, but being alone in the car, I was certain it was Sancho. Slowly opening my eyes, I discovered his face mere inches away, stealing every ounce of air from my lungs. Lost in a daydream, I locked eyes with the most stunning pair I'd ever seen. I couldn't find words; my mind wavered between his eyes and his lips, recalling their softness. Silently hoping Sancho would close the distance between us.
"We're here," he almost whispered, our faces still unnervingly close.
I stayed still, anticipating his kiss. Yet, to my disappointment, he unbuckled my seatbelt and created some space between us.
Stepping out of the car, I waited for him. Sancho handed his car key to, presumably, his personal chauffeur and head
