Chapter 10. Desperate for a Kiss

"Missing someone isn’t about how long it has been since you’ve seen them or the amount of time since you’ve talked. It’s about that very moment when you find yourself doing something and wishing they were right there by your side."

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Adrian’s POV

I slipped up behind her as she stood in front of the vanity, her concentration on her bracelet that was stuck. As if sensing my presence, she suddenly looked up and saw me in the mirror, her eyes widening in shock. “Adrian, you? What the hell are you doing here?” she demanded angrily, whirling around to double-check if I was real.

“I slept here last night in case you’ve forgotten,” I reminded her, my eyes traveling down to her parted lips. Realization hit her and she pushed at my chest to escape, but I was quicker. Would I let her escape when I was dying for another kiss? My mind chanted a weird mantra. 

‘Kiss her, Kiss her!’ it said, driving me crazy. I snaked my arm around her tiny wa