Time seemed to have slowed down when Vincent gently cupped Tilla’s smooth cheeks.
The more and more he got closer to Tilla’s face, he felt something warm forming in his heart and moving down to his stomach. That warm feeling was unlike anything he had felt before.
He could hear Tilla’s heartbeat getting louder and louder. He could feel her warm breath clashing against his cold breath.
When he was a breath away from her, for the first time, his nose caught a very subtle hint of jasmine from Tilla. He didn’t know whether he was imagining it, but he couldn’t deny that she smelled wonderful.
Tilla, on the other hand, was stunned by that sudden closeness between them. She was confused about what Vincent was trying to do to her.
She wondered if he was smelling her, or if he was trying to use some kind of mysterious power on her like earlier and trying to make her forget everything that happened just a while ago.
