My eyes fluttered close on their own accord. I waited and waited, but nothing happened. I cracked one eye open, then another to see his face only a mere inch away from mine. My cheeks reddened in embarrassment.
Have I lost my mind?
Why did I think he was going to kiss me?
Even worse, why did I want him to kiss me?
I did not know this man. This was the second time I'd seen him, but the first time seeing him up close. He’s the same person from that day, the man I had locked eyes with while I was bleeding out in the car.
“Who are you?” His voice, smooth like velvet coated with honey, broke through my thoughts.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I hissed, taking a step back while pulling the towel tighter around my chest.
He looks around as if just realizing what he has done, then frow
