Chapter Ninety Four - Lowell & Ali

Alison Brooke

“Is that what you have been thinking all this time?” He asked before forcing me to face him while holding both sides of my shoulders.

I bit my lower lip before averting my gaze. I am not going to tell him that is what I have been thinking all this time.

He already marked me back then. That was supposed to pull us closer, but for some reason, he was slowly drifting away from me.

“We don’t cuddle, kiss a lot, and there’s just tons of stuff that we don’t do intimately.” I felt my cheeks warming up because of that.

“I-I want to engage with you in that way, but I feel like I am not attractive enough because I am immature, ugly, and—”

Lowell cupped my mouth before caressing my cheeks, “You have to stop talking because you are hurting me with your words.”

“I love everything about you, what is there to hate?” He added, making my eyes widen as he pulled me inside of his room.

“T-Then why? Why are we not kissing and hugging a lot when you know physical touch is my love language!”