Chapter 12. Other Side of the World

Aubrianne Ivanov

Yet I am unwilling to move an inch because he must first come out of this erratic state. This is so not Ron, and what if he lashes out at any sudden movement? So instead, I continue standing there observing him, waiting for the right moment to speak.

And you know what? The funny thing about all this is that he should have had patience and let the night play out. Now that was never going to happen, period.

Just imagine, I wanted to be in his arms. I enjoyed his big strong arms wrapped around me, holding me as he always did, making me feel so safe and secure, and this time I wanted more. I wanted to go the distance.

I’ve fantasized a few times about him kissing me deep and passionately, devouring me, giving me all that was promised, and more. Of course, we flirted many times, but it always ended there.

Who is this standing before me?

Then it was like a switch went on again. Ron looks at me and asks why are you leaving me?