Next morning, Adam woke up early even though it was a Saturday. He usually slept till late during the weekends, but he couldn't sleep properly last night because a certain someone kept popping up in his dreams.
The kiss he had shared with Stella yesterday kept coming to his mind. He remembered the scene vividly. The way her body felt in between his arms, her lean figure around which he could easily wrap his arms, the way her lashes flutter when he was kissing her, the way her slender arms held onto his neck, and last but not the least, those delectable lips of hers and how sweet she tasted.
He remembered each and every detail of their private moment. He wanted to taste her lips one more time. He couldn't have enough of those delicacies.
"I am going crazy." He thought out loud, knocking on his own forehead.
