CIRI The Lost Tribrid Princess

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eakable chemistry between us was undeniable. I groaned into my pillow. Unable to decide yet if I should take him up on his date or not. I dug my head into the soft pillow, recollecting everything

between jeans and a cropped shirt. and a short dress. I didn't want to dress less or too

ntered the send button, perching on the edge of

e? Handsome? Sexy?' I ch

ck. That was a lie. Mason was gorgeous.

at her words. Yes. I was a bit infatuated by him, but I doubt

ck out an outfit' We agreed and I e

nding an approving smile at my appearance. I brushed some lock of hair behind my ears. I allowed it to fall down my shoulders. My lips was colored bright pink, intensifying my natural pink lips. The lime dress fell on me n

y minutes past nine. I was late. Wel

eet to the cafe. My blue eyes scanning the area for Mason's familiar face. Nothing. The cafe was already packed with an average number of people over the counter

edly crashing against a ha

He had a hand on my neck and another slightly above my ass. I stared into his eyes. They were a gorgeous pair of grey. His ha

ps brushed against my cheek gently. I felt the rus

out. More harshly th

me if I lost my instant focus upon catching the pleasant sight of a beautiful lady looking

g into his eyes. "Are we

fe. We settled into the booth closer to the window. A waiter came to our table. From t

n?" I asked the second the waiter

m way back. We belong to the same…. well…" H

what he meant by that, and n

ou are a gorgeous beauty and nothing close to a damsel

nd what more is there…." I cocked my head sideways, as if I was thinking about m

brows. As if e

erved, startling him

s arms on the table. "W

does seem fine" I said, watching a new waiter bring over

eyes dart back to th

y visiting a friend for a while." He stoppe

etly. Hiding my emotions. "And this friend of yours, any chance it's a

endrils off his face. "No. No girlfri

s. I was not going to let him know jus

d from his drink.

hesitate. "N

s staring at them. Good gracious Cirilla. A silly smirk a

s a beautiful work of art. What is it exactly?" He pointed a

with me, shaped in the form of a flower. I wasn't exactly su

ded. Not saying

listening mischievously. "What do you say we go somewhere quie

ays, scrutinizing him.

"I promise I'll ret

g mine. My mind is almost made up when I hear a faint voic

"Where are w

. Grabbing my hand,

" His words flew out as he ignites the car. T

ed me into the building and in short minutes we burst out to an open view. We were at the top of the building. True to

"Lovely, isn't it?" His low, husky voice breathed in my ear from

d, trying to pull my thoughts fro

His breath lingered on my skin. "I always co

pulled out my phone to tak

d you, you'

et feeling when you meet someone for the first time, and strangely it feels like y

stals away from me. I think briefly about his words. Frankly, I've never

brushed against mine. His full soft lips were only a breath apart from mine. I could feel heat building in my stomach. I wanted so badly for his lips to touch mine already. I wanted to feel it warmth against mine. But he was hesitating. His searching grey eyes scanning mine as if

allow. His tongue delved into mine. The way he explored every corner of my mouth was arousing. His every action caused sensual reactions from

to return to mine. He kissed me again wit

at the gym. I could barely contain the weird sensation in my bones. Whatever I was feeling for this Mason guy was intens

outings where becoming more creepy and strange. Something's up. Taking advantage of the her absence, I snuck into her room, snooping around. As usual it was anything from being in order. I

handsome. His face manly and beautiful. His body was built like that of a Greek god, and something about him screamed power and authority. I found myself involuntary smiling, staring deeply into his rich

ding icy glares at me. "What th

er. And the fact that she didn't allow me a chance to know

h the instant he met that fucking golddigger" She screamed

"Fine. I'll leave by myself" I s

boiling for no reason. My phone rang,

as I answered. "How did your date go?" Her question made my

I said, having a si

d on the pillow, narrating everything to my best friend. It was reall

ttraction. An infatuation on my part. I wasn't sure about love, after the wreck of a mess it le