Chapter 22. Twilite

When he opened his unit, I couldn’t explain my nervousness.

When we arrived in his living room, he immediately took off his black t-shirt from behind.

I averted my eyes. My muscles are shaking with various emotions and also because of the situation. Shamelessly I went to his kitchen. I felt so thirsty I wanted to drink anything.

I opened his fridge, and the first thing I saw was fresh milk, so that’s what I opened. I took a glass, put it on the counter, and poured fresh milk.

I could feel him hug my waist from behind. I almost choked on what he did.

I didn’t even feel like he was following me.

He buried his face in my neck. I could feel his hard chest behind me.

“Rad… stop,” I uttered.

“Let’s talk.” He said. He remained in our position. I was facing the counter while he hugged my back.

“We’re talking now.” I bit my lip.

He groaned. I was too late to react when he lifted me up and it was easy for him to make me sit on the co