The music is soft as we dance in time. Dance to chase away the pain. Dance everyone outside. He becomes me, as I become him. Our faces seem to become more beautiful, or at least his face. he tells me that my face does the same, I don't really know if I should really believe him or not. I want it, I will learn to force myself to believe it. He hasn't done me any harm so far. He even called me the most beautiful in his eyes. Honestly, such a compliment is a waste to me. But he says that's not the case, that I'm wasting the supplement. I'm doing him too much justice. I look at his hair, not wanting to meet his gaze. His gaze is so intense that I can't even imagine the effect it will have on me, other than giving me a heart attack. “Why don’t you look at me, am I no longer attractive to you?” I laugh, I turn away from him and I feel the heat rising on my face. He starts to smile, even without seeing his face, I know he's smiling. When I look at him, my feelings are confirmed and he smiles. I feel like I'm having a little heart attack. “Please stop looking at me.” I whisper, he looks at me as intensely as always. “Please just do what I ask for once, I barely speak and take a few steps.” He catches me before I can move further away. “Take your hand away.” I bark, it's the first time I've ever raised my voice, he actually loses his composure for a moment to stare. » he said to me incredulously. It looked like I had slapped him. I thought about it, it would serve as punishment to make me feel guilty. “Where did it come from?” Have your hormones finally kicked in? You're getting uglier by the second, you're a horrible-!" I cut him off by putting a finger on his... middle of paper......last word as he removes my scarf and began with a gentle, tortuous attack on my neck."Ian. St-." The assault became more violent, only stirring the pot of emotions and excitement even more, on my more than sensitive neck. "Don't stop." I said, only I understands me. He stops very briefly to speak. "Say my name again." I do as he says and discover that my dress is open. "Again, he orders me to bite my neck. I'm sure he'll leave some marks, I don't care." "I scream. He smiles and laughs. "Keep giving me glimpses, but save the good ones for when you need them. That's if you can talk once I'm unleashed on you. I hold on to him for dear life as he picks me up and presses myself against a wall. The wall I initially leaned against to get away. I silently thank the music, I expect Ian to do the same. But before anything continues. , the music stops.