Ch 19
April Tel ford POV
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Our lips touch, against each other…
He pulls back instantly, and I go numb.
“What the f**k?” He scowls at himself, too mad as he takes his breathes heavy, running his hand down his hair.
“Forget that happened, Apple. I am drunk” He grits out, while I stand still. I hear him loud and clear, but my brain is still processing the way he pressed his lips against mine. The tenderness, the way it lasted for a second.
A second that still lingers in my head and my body still being unrecoverable.
“Take the keys, drive yourself home”
He digs into his pocket as he finds his car keys, and he drops it on the table, not once trying to look at me…
“Good night. Erase these memories” He states, his back facing to me as he leaves.
As always, not once turning
