Seventy-three

MELISSA'S POV

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I turned to look at the person who held me and and to my surprise, it was a handsome man who looked really breathtaking. His blue eyes were so charming that I couldn't get my eyes off them.

"Easy easy. I hope you feel better now?" He asked, with a smile on his face.

His smile was a killer smile and it was certain that many women would be dying for it. It felt as if he had taken my breath away for a second and returned it back to me.

"Hello?" He said, bringing me back to reality.

"Uhm... Hi. I'm sorry. How did you...?"

I wanted to ask him how he did that, but I remembered that I couldn't reveal who I was, but if he didn't know anything about me, it was rude for him to hold me like that.

"Why'd you hold me that way?" I questioned, raising my right eyebrow, up.

"I apologize. I saw that you needed help."

I became even more curious.

"What help?"

"You were turning, weren't you?"

Then he bent down and removed my wristband, then handed it over to me.

"I'm not touching you, s