Seeing me quiet down, he let go and knelt on one knee. Lying by the bed with his chin propped up, he looked at me.
His eyes were full of my reflection.
"Are you serious about the message you just sent?"
I lay on the bed. His breath was inches away from me. It was so close that I could see his long, thick eyelashes trembling slightly.
For a moment, my heart began to race.
This feeling was different from anything I'd felt before.
Chasing after heartthrobs was fun, but it was just the thrill of new conquests. There was nothing close to real feelings.
Xavier and I were so familiar. When he got close, my heart still reacted.
I found it a bit unbelievable.
Something must have gone wrong.
We had always seen each other as siblings, and I couldn't let myself have these thoughts.
Just as my thoughts were running wild, Xavier moved a little closer.
His lips were almost touching my ear. His tone was somewhere between serious and teasing, "If you don't talk properly, I'll take it as your consent."
"No way!"
I suddenly sat up in bed. With a heart full of resolve, I did not even stop to think why he was acting so strange.
I was determined to explain.
"The message... I sent it to you by mistake!"