Mate

Ava Wilson POV

My eyes widened as the person suddenly spoke out. It was Chester, but his words didn't have the same impact as Kevin's.

A strange feeling swirled in my stomach upon hearing him speak like that, but I couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was.

"What do you say?" Chester stood up and started walking toward me.

My hands started sweating, even though they had already stopped bleeding. The sweat made them feel like they were burning in the high heat, which was unbearable.

With each step he took closer to me, my heart raced even faster, and being so close to him didn't make me feel at ease.

"Tell me, dear dancer," he came even closer, stopping just an inch away from me. I could feel his breath on my skin.

He smelled so sweet, clouding my senses. Why was this guy affecting me so much?

Everything about him played with my emotions in ways I couldn't comprehend.

"What... are you doing?" I stammered, unable to form coherent words. He had a profound effect on me, from every corner of m