Maria.
Noah suddenly pulled away from me, and confusion settled heavily inside my chest almost instantly.
I stared at him, my breathing uneven, my lips still tingling from the intensity of the kiss we had just shared.
What did I do wrong?
The question echoed repeatedly in my head as I searched his face for answers.
Why does he always stop at the most intense part?
Every single time things began to feel deeper… more consuming…he would suddenly pull away as though something had snapped inside him.
Was he afraid?
Or…
Was he simply playing with my emotions?
I hated the fact that the thought even crossed my mind.
I lowered my gaze slightly, still trying to calm the storm of emotions inside me, but then Noah finally spoke again, dragging me out of my thoughts.
"Maria…" His voice was rough, strained like he was forcing the words out with difficulty as he paused briefly, dragging in a deep breath before continuing. "I need you to reject them."
I blinked slowly.
