I should have felt angry at her or at least irritated for what she said about me, instead I found myself smiling at her action.

There was a warm feeling brewing inside my chest at the possibility of her still liking me, despite everything I had said or done. Nobody stayed behind, nobody was strong enough to bear with me but she did. The girl I several times called immature in my head, she was more mature and understanding than most of the people I came across in my life.

She is beautiful, she is kind, she is intelligent. Not to mention cute, funny and crazy sometimes. Everything a guy would want in a girl. She deserves the best in her life, something I know I can never give her. I can just pray for her, that she gets everything she ever dreamed of.

I was lost in the thoughts when the door opened and she stepped inside, a warm flush on her cheeks showing her embarrassment at what she had done earlier.

Adorable.

If only I could kiss her crimson cheeks.

Standing on my feet, I walked towards her and stopped when I was few steps away from her. Her gaze lowered to the floor, her lower lip trembling which usually happened whenever she is anxious or nervous.

"Um.. I.. Actually.." she stuttered, probably looking for an excuse, her fingers playing with the hem of her shirt.

I didn't know what came over me but I took a step towards her, standing so close that I could feel her heart pounding inside her chest cavity.

"What made you think I was gay?" I leaned a little and whispered.

Her breaths turned shallower as we stood still with just few inches between us. It was wrong, so wrong, for doing this after what I said last time. But I couldn't stop myself, she was the only girl who can make me do things I shouldn't do.

"I think I.." she looked around, refusing to look deep into my eyes. "I.. It's late. I need to freshen up."

Before I could stop, she turned around and dashed into the bathroom, leaving me lost in her delicious scent.

Sighing, I slouched down once again on the bed, my mind still focused on her. My smile deepened when I remembered the packet of condom that fell out of her bag pack this morning. Different scenarios appeared in my mind, most of them involving the use of that condom and bed.

Or a couch.

Or floor.

Or against the wall.

Fuck.

I wondered why she kept it with her. Was she planning to do it with someone? I shook my head to keep this thought out of my mind. I couldn't imagine her being with someone like that. The thought itself was enough to make my heart go haywire inside my chest.

Groaning, I ran my fingers through my hair and rested my head against the headboard. She stayed inside the bathroom for an abnormally long time. First I heard the running of shower which was followed by sound of few bottles dropping on the marbled floor.

Being with her in a single room, it gave me a glimpse of the life I could have if everything was normal. We could move in sometime in the future, spend nights in the same bed, make love in front of the fireplace, cook for each others and many other things that I desired.

But unfortunately, she and I, it can never happen.

I sighed deeply and then covered my eyes with the help of my arms. After a while, I heard the opening of bathroom door and she stepped inside.

Pulling my arms aside, I gulped as my eyes trailed over her. From her wet hair to the crop top clinging to her chest, down to her thighs which were covered in a very short shorts. A certain part of my anatomy twitched uncomfortably and I shifted in my seat, pulling the blanket over me.

She looked so soft, so fragile, her skin so alluring that I couldn't tear my eyes away from her. She looked around uncomfortably, pulling the hem of the top down to cover the bare area of her belly. I decided to divert my eyes away, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable or self-conscious.

She dried her hair with the towel and then cast it aside, my eyes automatically drawing to her rounded butt. My face flushed at the thoughts that ran through my mind after watching her delicate curves and feminine features.

"So.." she stopped at the edge of the bed and started. "How are we going to sleep?"

I kept my eyes focused on her face, trying my best not to look anywhere down her neck. The sofa was not large enough to accommodate my large built, or even her small one.

"I can sleep on the floor." I proposed, moving out of the bed.

She looked at the hard floor, thinking about the most suitable arrangement. "I guess.. You can sleep on the bed. It's large enough to fit two people." she said and moved forwards to create a barrier between both sides with the help of pillows.

Sleeping with her in the same bed, I felt a shiver down my spine at this thought. Sure I once slept with her when I was sick, but this is different. We both are alone with nobody to disturb us, nobody to stop us if we-

No, don't go there.

She scooted to the other side of the barrier and I kept looking at my side in doubt. After contemplating for a good five minutes, I finally seated myself on the bed and made myself comfortable.

The tension in the air was so thick that it became difficult for me to breathe. The light was now turned off, with only the dim light of a lamp illuminating the room.

"How was your grandma?" she asked after a moment, trying to ease the tension.

"She's fine." I said briefly and then once again, the awkward silence prevailed.

"How's your prep for finals?" I started this time to divert my mind from her legs.

"Fine." she smiled.

Silence.

"The first round is quite early in the morning. I guess we should sleep." I said and then lay down.

"Right." she replied and lay down.

Despite the barrier between us, we were close, so close that if I just move my hands, I can reach her. Better, I can kiss her soft lips or run my fingers along the small of her waist.

Clenching my eyes tightly, I scolded myself for such vile thoughts. She was there for me but I was the one who broke every tie with her. It was me who decided to maintain distance from her.

Turning to the opposite side, I shut my eyes and hid my face under the duvet. Soft snores came from somewhere behind me and I smiled while waiting for the sleep to envelop me.

...

"Adam." she whispered in my ears, pulling my earlobe in between his teeth and biting slightly.

A muffled moan left my lips as she trailed her lips to the hollow of my neck, licking the skin gently.

I felt her smile against my skin as her hand traced the outline of my abs, her mouth still sucking the skin of my neck.

Another moan, a loud one this time, emerged from somewhere inside my throat and I bit my lower lip hard. Her hand was still on my stomach, slowly moving down until-

"Adam." her sweet voice hit my eardrum.

I was flying high, because of her kisses, because of her caresses, because of her-

"Adam." this time, she shook me hard and my eyes shot open. Realizing that I was dreaming, I cursed under my breath and sat up.

"Are you alright?" she asked, patting my shoulder. "Your face is covered in sweat and you were groaning in pain."

Pain? Oh!

I felt embarrassed about what happened. The dream I just had, it was so unlike me.

"Um.. I.." I didn't know what to say. She was looking at me with her big, brown eyes, worry etched on her face. Gulping, I said, "I was having a nightmare."

Lie.

"Oh." she formed an "o" with her mouth.

After that, she once again lay down to sleep while I stayed awake till the sunrise, fighting the urge to wrap my arms around her and sleep peacefully.

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