6/8 : Matt & Charlie
“Are you insane?”
It was the first time she ever looked him in the eye. It was like an adrenaline shot. A straight line, a bounce. Matt froze.
“You are gonna lose everything because of your stubbornness!” Charlie was yelling at him. Then she walked again. Was she gonna keep doing it? Matt didn’t say a word.
“We can’t let you... screw this up!” She moistened her lips. Crap.
“Why the hell are you silent?” She came too close. Matt tensed up. It was fucking hard to just stop breathing. She smelled like freaking lilies and this was the cheesiest damn thing that has ever came to his mind.
Charlie turned around and stepped aside, she pointed at him with her exquisite little finger.
“I have nothing more to say to you. You are gonna be sorry!”
Darren H. Pryce
She almost reached the door hand, but Matt grabbed her wrist and pushed her against the wall. He couldn’t just let her go like that. This was... whatever!
Matt was holding her hand above her head, standing closer to her than ever. He looked into her eyes. Now she had no place to hide from his glance. There was nowhere to run. Not that Charlie was trying. She bit her lip. She does this all the time and it fucking turns him on!
Matt put her hand down and placed his palm on her neck. Her pulse... what was it like, like one hundred? Her heartbeat was like a click - six-fucking-eight meter.
Matt leaned forward and kissed Charlie. His brain went numb. Not a single thought invaded his mind. It was better this way.
She was right there in his arms, kissing him back. Matt moved his arms to her waist and held Charlie closer. He was feeling everything now - her heart beating in his chest, her fragrance, so soft and complex, her mild skin.
Damn. He has never wanted anyone so... close.