The new feeling

[ Mavis's POV]

When Denise was hesitating to leave my room, I instantly knew she was afraid to go back to her room, but she didn't know how to tell me that she indeed wants to spend the night in my room. That's why I pulled her back when she chose to go back to her room rather than telling me she wants to share the same bed with me.

Denise and I have shared a bed before, but this time it felt so different, maybe because I have finally developed feelings for her. Because the last time she slept in my room, it wasn't as intense as this. I was busy counting the ceiling, and I was controlling myself from touching Denise. I let out a sigh when Denise faced the other side of the bed, backing me.

I turned, staring at her back, and her blonde hair was parked in a messy bun. Just looking at the back of her hair gives me intense feelings, such that I won't be able to control myself if she turns to look at me. I was praying she shouldn't look at me, because I might just devour her lip and end up