Chapter Sixty Eight

"You're hiding him from me, again." It wasn't an accusation, it was a certain statement coming from him.

Oh, dear. Curse the beer for making me a bit dizzy and lightheaded to push him away and regain our recent reasonable distance that he purposely engulfed.

"I'm not..." Still, i stood with it. His brows were near to cross one another, his smirk slowly faded.

"Prove me wrong then." He dared. I bravely leveled his piercing stares.

Lorcan licked his lower lip and to my heart's danger, he leaned his face closer to mine as if he was still unsatisfied by the inches apart. I can already smell the intoxicating menthol in his breath mixed with rum and a bit part of cigar. All in one, it clouded my remaining rational thoughts for a second and i insanely think of inhaling it more to my advantage because of how hot he is right now.

Jesus, Atasha! Get a hold of yourself! Stop fantasizing your cheater ex-husband for pete's sake!

"I'll prove you nothing, Lorcan. Now, move away and let me take a n