Adrian had been thinking of Sydney all day, after their intense Self Defense class with Malachi Wolfe. He couldnât get the way she felt in his arms out of his head. She felt so small and soft, but he had also felt the tension in her body every time they touched.Â
He hated how awkard things were between them now, and yet, he couldnât help feeling like he was in heaven each time he was able to touch her in that class.Â
A knock at his apartment door startled him out of his thoughts, and he got up and to his surprise, when he opened it, it was Sydney.Â
âHello, Adrian,â she said in that prim and proper voice of hers.Â
âHey, Sage,â he replied with a charming smirk.Â
He gestured for her to enter, and she did, and the moment he closed the door, the room was filled with a palpable tension he could almost taste. He cleared his throat, and looked at Sydney, whom was dressed in a simple blue shirt and black slacks. Even dressed as modestly as she was, Adrian still felt his pulse quicken.Â
He let his mind wander to an impossible situation: one which included his ugly couch and a semi-dressed Sydney on top of him, pushing him down and kissing him with the passion he knew she locked up inside.Â
He had never, never, felt desire as intense and pure as he did just then. Â
âAdrian!â Sydneyâs annoyed voice brought him out of his dirty fantasy. He gave her a dry smile.Â
âSorry, Sage. Please, do continue with what you were saying.â He kept the desire and pain out of his voice, and after a long glance, Sydney told him the reason for her visit.Â
