Despite Andre's bellows and the fencers' hootings, Jordan kept pinning me down on those railings with his eyes and body.
It was like we were in our own personal bubble and nothing else mattered but us.
For a moment I allowed myself to get lost in his eyes, allowed myself to bask in his cologne and body heat, allowed myself to forget that this very handsome guy in front of me was ruining my peaceful life and allowed myself to think that this was how our reunion was going to be like.
So I let him take away my air supply, I let him press his body to mine in the most inappropriate way and I let him wedge his knees in between my legs
But my senses came back rushing to me when I realized he was trying to take off my mask.
No.
I had the benefit of anonymity and I was certainly not going to
