"Maybe I followed you here" he kept his gaze steady.
"What?Are you keeping tabs on me now?"
"Never said that. It was a coincidence that I met you at the restaurant earlier."
"And you decided to follow me here right?"
"Nena..."
"Stop it Justin. Don't call me that. I'm not your baby girl anymore. Please don't make this harder than it already is for us. Go home, will you?"
She turned to leave and he pulled her back gently by the arm so that she was looking up at him. He got closer. Too close.
His lips were parted and his eyes looked deep into hers. She forgot how to breathe for a second as his hand came down to her face and stroked her cheek. The other was holding her waist now. And she did not even move a muscle.
"You are the one making things hard for us, Nena" he finally spoke after what seemed to be like ages. "I know you still love me, so why do you keep on pushing me away?How are you so comfortable doing that?"
