|Enrique Lorenzo Vasquez|
“What? Are you fine, Renzo?” her sweet voice echoed to my ear and all I could do at that moment was to remain in my position as I tried to calm my heart down. I shut my eyes tight.
Fvck.
That was close!
“Renzo?” she called; her voice is now laced with worry. I felt her hand gently tapping my back, probably trying to get my attention, as I stayed still in my place.
“I’m fine, Mirrielle,” I ensured her.
What are you thinking, Enrique?! Why does the thought of suddenly kissing Mirrielle, in broad daylight cross your mind? And hellfire…I was about to do it if I wasn’t able to grasp the last thread of my control and patience! Fvck. What had gotten into me?!
But I just can’t seem to ignore how…Mirrielle looked attractive in her white dress. Of course, she is a
