Bianca could almost smell it,a dash of fragmented resistance coating the atmosphere -the rapid heaving and falling of his chest, the pressure applied to her hip my his fingers, that look in his eyes-she could well sense it,the body language professed what his mind was endeavoring to suppress,he was going to give in.
"look," Bianca began,her eyes never leaving his,"I didn't plan this. I didn't just wake up wanting thi-i didn't force these feelings upon myself...but, I know what I want..i want to take care of you,i want to be your everything." Her words were not only thought provoking, but were very sincere,they'd been drawn from the very depths of her heart. Never, never had she felt something strongly for a man-she never begged, she never chased, she never liberated her heart from it'
