Spencer's lips are soft and inviting, but I don't dare to move, instead, I just savor the beautiful feeling of having it against my own lips. 

He goes rigid.

For a long moment, we stay frozen.

Sense and logic trickle back into my head. The realization of how stupid and impulsive my action was, dawns on me and I jump back.

We stare at each other with wide eyes. Heat cripples up my neck to my cheeks.

Why the hell did I do that?

As much as I want the ground to open up and swallow me whole, I break free of my initial shock locking my limbs and spin on my heels.

In one swift motion, I pick up my bag on sling it over my shoulder. Fuck fuck fuck.

"Gracie," he hesitantly starts in a low voice but I ignore him and grab my coat.

"Gracie, wait," he says, this time stronger but I hug my coat to my chest, avoiding looking at him, and rush out of the room.

He calls after me but I don't stop as I run down the stairs while cursing myself in my head.

What got into me! What was I thinking?

Mentally I smack myself. I was not thinking.

Stupid stupid stupid.

I leave the campus ground and instead of taking the usual path to my flat, I decide to go round, if Spencer Wright decides to come after me, he won't be able to find me like this.

Shaking my head, I put on my coat as the frigid night air bites my skin. To say I'm embarrassed is an understatement. I am far beyond mortified.

If I could turn back time, I would have slapped myself the moment I moved in and pressed my lips to his.

I hug myself tighter as I hurry down the sidewalk. My cheeks are still burning from shame.

Playing games, building tension between us, and seducing him while doing all of it innocently is a completely different matter from the fuckery I just pulled off.

The images of our first kiss resurface in my mind and I shake my head to push it away. Back then I had tons of excuses for doing that.

But what about now?

I deeply inhale the cold air, pushing it into my lungs, letting it cool me down from inside.

Gradually my heartbeat returns to normal. The daze settled on my mind lifts up allowing me to see clearer.

Did I get jealous?

I nibble my bottom lip. Never in my life have I been jealous, at least not in this context. In fact, I've always been the confident type, not the one who gets insecure and jealous over other girls.

I cover my face with my hands as I groan. I'm so screwed.

With unsettling thoughts and realizations, I pick up my pace and try not to overthink the mess I've started. I bet Melody is going to give me one hell of a lecture once I tell her, saying she told me so and then, probably encouraging me to handle this mess like an adult.

By the time I near the block my apartment is placed on, my legs burn with exertion, but I don't slow down until the building comes into view.

Too late, I spot the black Benz parked across my building.

I curse under my breath and contemplate turning around and running off to somewhere, anywhere, but the door of the car swings open and steps out, Spencer Wright.

So I move to plan B. I sprint to the building, taking the nine steps two at a time as I bring my bag in front of myself and rummage around for the keys.

"Seriously, Gracie."

I hear his voice, way closer than I had expected him to be but I don't look back. I curse under my breath, finally pulling out the keys and inserting the key in the keyhole, but before I can unlock the door, long fingers wrap around my upper arm and turn me.

The key stays in as I'm forced to meet Spencer Wright's eyes. In the faint illumination offered by the street lamps, the sharp angles of his face are more prominent. My breath hitches in my throat as he comes closer to me.

My back presses against the door and the narrow wall next to it. His hand doesn't unfurl from my arm, leaving only a few inches of space between us. His intoxicating scent wraps around my senses.

"Stop running from me." His deep voice sends ripples of heart racing, mind-numbing sensations over me.

For a long moment, I gaze into the dark sea of his blue eyes before I can pull myself out and put together a whole sentence. "I'm not running from you." I even sound breathless to myself.

He gives incredulous look to me. "We need to talk."

"No, we don't."

He purses his lips into a thin line for a beat. With a sigh, leans a bit down to me, coming to my eye level. "What's going on?"

"Nothing," I mumble and my eyes drop to his lips. After everything that has happened, I can't believe I still want to kiss him. Even now, even though I'm aware of all the consequences and the mess it'll start, I still want to kiss him.

"Then what was that in my office?"

I try to shrug but fail. Not meeting his eyes I say, "I wasn't thinking."

With his free hand, Spencer places his index finger beneath my chin and makes me look at him. The simple contact of his skin, sends a jolt throughout my body, making me hyper-alert.

My gaze meets his, my heart summersaults. The emotion swirling in his features makes the entire world melt away, along with its consequences.

"You weren't?" he asks in a whisper, his voice deep and low, as he leans closer to me.

I'm breathless, my mind is set in a daze, I fear opening my mouth and giving myself away. My eyes drop to his full lips again. Is it wrong that I want him?

The thought doesn't get to register in my mind completely. His lips land on mine and my knees almost buckle.

Not wasting a second, I tangle my fingers in his hair and plant my other hand on his shoulder, pulling him closer.

His lips mold mine, moving slowly but in an assured way. His hand leaves my arm and moves to my waist, pressing our bodies together, as his other hand lets go of me and a moment later I hear the key turning and the door clicking open.

The cold night air is a pleasant contrast to my flushed and burning skin. No matter how close I press myself to him, I can't get enough.

Too soon he pulls away, leaving me breathless and hazy, with only the need to have him, shining brighter in my head.

Spencer rests his forehead on mine as I keep my eyes shut. "You sure you weren't thinking?" he asks in the same low voice that has the butterflies in my stomach go mad. "We have a lot to talk about," he adds a beat later and abruptly pulls away.

My eyes snap open, I instantly miss the warmth his presence offers. Spencer pushes the door wider apart, and with one hand motions for me to go ahead.

I sigh and give in. As I pass him, he drops my keys in my hand and follows me inside the building.

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Surprise! Lol, I was not planning on double updating but one of you guys asked and I couldn't decline because I'm already writing chap 75 so... I'm quite ahead and these both chaps are considerably short so yeah, I hope you liked them.

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