I leap at the bed sheet and cover my body with it.

 

The man is apparently shocked as well. His hand still rests on the doorknob, taking in the sight that he’s seeing.

 

“Who the hell are you!” I snap, “Don’t you know how to knock??”

 

The man is tall and shockingly good-looking. His brown hair is in natural curls, which suits his pretty face. His eyes widen with surprise and then gradually squints. His lip suddenly curls into a smile and holds up his arm as he leans against the door.

 

I can’t believe he just stares. How rude!

 

“Can you not look??”

 

The smile on his lip deepens into a sarcastic angel. “Can you get out of my room?”

 

His room?

 

I look at him blankly for two seconds and suddenly take in a sharp inhale.

 

“Oh my god…Eason?”

 

He sure has changed a lot. Taller, prettier, looking more like a man. I even catch a glimpse of a tattoo on the side of his neck.

 

We spent one summer three years ago when my parents got divorced. It was such a great time. I was so sad when I had to leave for Miami to live with my dad. So I asked him to call or visit. But he never did. I tried to call him, but he rarely answered. We gradually grew apart.

 

This is the first time we speak to each other in almost three years.

 

“Um…” I’m a little overwhelmed. I want to give him a reunion hug and suddenly realize I’m still naked, “Eason. I’m so happy to see you. But can you close the door for me? I’m kindda in the middle of—”

 

He casually nods and closes the door.

 

Behind him.

 

I widen my eyes as he strides over and approaches me. I take a few steps back. He pushes When my bare buns touch the wallpaper, I suddenly realize now I’m trapped between the wall and him.

 

He’s so close, chest almost touching my shoulders. He lowers his eyeline and gaze gradually fixes on me. I must be going insane right now. But he just felt so different. Not like Eason at all. Like some stranger with an amazing smell of mint and oak.

 

This stranger makes my pulse quicken.

 

“Eason…” I stutter.

 

I remember he has emerald green eyes. But now his pupil is completely black, so dark that it’s like an abyss luring me in. I should look away, but I can’t.

 

and takes

 

invite yourself into

 

a mistake. My backpack is in

 

are you in my room?” He cuts me off,

 

hurt. “I’m sorry but mom said you don’t live here and

 

somehow, he seems

 

everyone’s plan and disappear again, right?

 

drops. But before I could react, he turns his heels and storms out

 

fuck

 

smile whenever

 

still decide to clean the mess on the floor. My cheeks burn when I thought of these condoms belong to

 

mom coming out of the kitchen. “Morning Nat. Do you want to have some

 

ask. I want to talk to him about

 

my mom seems even more surprised.

 

engine sound from the garage. I run to the window and just

 

“Did you bump into him? My god…hope

 

to be

 

enough of him.” Mom holds my hand, “What do you say we go out for brunch? Then we can go

 

looted the entire mall without a blink. The sale assistant at Hermès has to temporarily close the store just for us. I was half-scared that Mr. Ramirez would blame her lavish

 

in Ramirez’s dictionary. The wealth that this family possess

 

my mom seems so overly excited. I hate to break it

 

out my boyfriend is a cheating pig. And the heir of this townhouse apparently doesn’t like me in his

 

begs. I’m surprised to find tears welled up in her eyes. “Stay for another couple of days. Your semester won’t begin in at least a month. What’s the hurry? Let’s go out for brunch and you can tell me what brings you back this

 

she wants me to stay so bad, then why did she leave me and my dad in

 

want to be so

 

“Mom…”

 

finish, my

 

take it out and is surprised

 

we meet up?

 

the face to come back

 

at his text. Wondering what else he has got to say.

 

But not at your

 

me an

 

need to go…somewhere.” I tell her,

 

up. “You need a car? Or I

 

bus. An hour later, I find myself in Boston’s most bustling and extravagant mall, and I suddenly

 

restaurant where waiters wear black ties and pulls out the chair for you. I lost my temper once in a restaurant like these, and must have the most

 

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