For a moment I felt like I was frozen, seeking for a response to justify my actions. He walked towards me in a very confident manner until he stopped right in front of my body. And by that I mean that there were only a few inches between us. I could feel his breath, his chest moving up and down - yes indeed, what was I doing? I wanted to climb him.
But the moment I started thinking I noticed that he was slowly inching up, I almost lost self-control. What on earth was happening? Whereas I was eye-levelled with his shoulders before, I was looking right at his pecs now. They weren't really bulky but defined, he was working out for sure.
He grabbed me under my armpits and lifted me up as if I was weightless until our eyes met.
"I asked you something.", he said in a very calm, almost romantic way.
But the moment I started thinking I noticed that he was slowly inching up, I almost lost self-control. What on earth was happening? Whereas I was eye-levelled with his shoulders before, I was looking right at his pecs now. They weren't really bulky but defined, he was working out for sure.
He grabbed me under my armpits and lifted me up as if I was weightless until our eyes met.
"I asked you something.", he said in a very calm, almost romantic way.