…she was afraid of how he made her feel, because he made her feel way too much

She loved this man. This wonderful, respectiful, willful man. And she couldn’t even tell him.

Her heart unfolded in her chest, took in all of him, and closed tightly, unwilling to let him go

Hey, you’re the one who can’t stand me being so close to you.

What’s bothering me is you always seem ready to snap my head off my shoulders and I’m not comfortable with that.

His presence was stirring heat in all the wrong places and for all the wrong reasons.