Chapter Fifty Eight

It was such a blurry momentum of my life where i didn't get to see a clearer version of his handsome face that was close to mine. His body, on top of mine, his chest which is sculpted in perfection sweating, neck reddening, jaw clenching. A very hot and tempting view.

The way he slams his body into mine, so rough and claiming that i almost forgot my name in too much ecstasy he was making me feel.

I swear, that single night was the best among the nights of my life. Despite the unexpectedness of everything, i still wouldn't regret that it happened and if the universe will give me a chance to rewind that scene, i will definitely still choose him as the man who took my first. It's him or no one. Always.

"Look who we have here." My thoughts quickly drifted away as soon as a familiar red haired girl stopped in front of us.

And by the way, she's showing us her signature smirk. That one was really my pet peeve there.

"Michelle Andersson." Sydney spoke her name, making her smirks grow wider.