Chapter 59: Chapter 59

I let out a moan, and that made Romeo break the kiss. I shivered as the cold hit my bare skin. I crossed my arms to try and stave off the chill, but I could still feel the goosebumps rising on my skin. We just stood there, our eyes locked on each other.

Romeo broke the silence. "Are you okay? Is the cold too much for you?" He bombarded me with questions.

My lips trembled as I managed to get out the words. "I – I'm a b – bit cold," I stuttered.

"You should probably go inside then," Romeo uttered, his voice tingled with concern as he chewed on his bottom lip.

Why was he biting his bottom lip? I could tell that there was something more he wanted to say. I studied his face, searching for some clue as to what was on his mind.

If Romeo wasn't willing to say his mind, then I should be more direct.

"Is there something else you want to tell me?" I asked him.

"I'm not sure if this is the best time to have this conversation," He said hesitantly. "Maybe we should wait until later?"

"No!" I exclaimed, my voice came out a bit louder than I intended.

I couldn't help it. I couldn't bear the thought of waiting. This was the only chance to resolve things between us. I needed to make the most of it.

"We should talk now. You can come in. " I added.

Wait, what the heck did I just say? I invited Romeo into my house without a second thought. I couldn't believe that I'd just invited my ex into my house, but at that moment, I didn't care. All that mattered was that we were finally going to talk. That was progress.

Romeo cocked an eyebrow. "Are you sure you want me to come in? Is your mom home?" He inquired.

"My mom is not here, and yes, I do want you to come in." I replied, surprising myself with my own boldness.

I reached out and took his hand in mine, marveling at my own nerves. After everything he'd put me through, I shouldn't have wanted him near me, but for some reason, I did.

I had no idea of the consequences of my actions until I saw Romeo sitting on my bed, looking more handsome than ever. It was strange how I was just noticing how innocent he looked, despite being the school bad boy. He had the kind of pretty forest green eyes that drew you in, and made you feel safe and cared for. I wanted him to touch me again, not just my hands. I wanted him to touch the places that no else was allowed to. The places that were reserved for someone special.

Would I be able to have a normal convo with him if those thoughts keep popping in my head? I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. I locked the door, then went to sit beside him.

We sat in silence for a moment, the only sound coming from the birds chirping outside my window. I could feel my heart racing.

Romeo reached out and lifted my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes. "You're still the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on," He muttered.

I felt my cheeks flush pink. I couldn't let myself get swept up in the moment. I had to remember why he was here. We were just going to talk. That was all. Nothing more. Nothing less.

"What do you want to talk about, Romeo?" I probed.

His eyelids dropped. I watched as he raked his fingers through his hair making it look messier. And yes, he looked so hot while doing that. He knew how to do his things with charm.

"I know what to say, but I don't know how to say it. I don't know where to start. I don't even know if I should say it or not. I just have this feeling that I owe you a lot of explanations." Romeo rambled.

"You've got some explaining to do. I mean, you broke my heart and you never even bothered to tell me why. You said and did so many things that made no sense. I need you to tell me why," I paused for a moment, trying to catch my breath and calm myself down.

My voice was already shaking. I hated that I couldn't control my emotions. I didn't know how to control myself when it came to him.

All of a sudden, Romeo jumped up from the couch and started to pace around my room, his hands wringing together as he moved.

I felt a twinge of guilt for pushing him so hard. I was just trying to resolve everything with him. I watched as he ran his hands through his hair, over and over again, as if he were trying to calm himself down.

Finally, Romeo stopped and faced me. He opened his mouth as if to speak, then closed it again. I knew I needed to do something now, or else we would just stay here in awkward silence. I had to find a way to make him speak his mind.

I stood up from the bed, crossing the room to stand in front of him. I reached for his hands, taking them in mine. I was glad that he stopped fidgeting, his eyes were focused on me.

"Just relax. Take a deep breath," I uttered.

Romeo slowly released his hands from my grip and wrapped his strong arms around my body, pulling me into a gentle embrace. I looked up at him and I saw that his eyes were already closed. I rested my head against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, I felt his head come to rest on top of mine, and we stood there in silence, just hugging each other.

"He needs this. He needs this moment of peace." I mumbled to myself.