Chapter13
#Chapter13
LARISA'S POV
/"It's okay Larisa./" Anthony said drawing circles on my back. I couldn't help but sniff on his so familiar scent I felt calm in. My sobs died down as we just half way in my room still by the door hugging. He abruptly pick lift me off the floor, carrying me bridal style. I gasp not expecting what he did.
He lightly drops me on the bed then pull the bed sheet up to my neck. He moves back then takes off his shirt then track pants.
/"W-what are you doing?/" He stops then stares at me.
/"Might as well stay the night here. I'm already too lazy to walk back to my room, long way./"
/"Next door?/" I asked confused. Isn't his room just next to mine?
/"Yeah./" He said before continuing taking off his track pants.
I couldn't help noticing starring at his perfect sculpture. His muscles in place, perfect nice eight packs, v shape - where am I going with this? I quickly look away.