/Eliana's POV/
"Just leave!" I was about to push him, but he held my hands firmly.
"Why can't you just accept the truth?" he chuckled, "Your face is red, you're blinking way too much, and. . ." he leaned forward until our noses were almost touching, "Why is your breath shaky?"
"Because you are blocking my air supply," I tried to sound as relaxed as possible.
"You know what?" he moved back, "It actually worked,"
"What worked?"
"I was trying to help you relax a bit. Thank God, I did it," he clapped for himself.
"Shit!" I jumped from the bed and fixed my jeans.
"What?"
"Paely is there, and I'm stuck with you!" I pushed him aside and tried to open the door, forgetting that it was locked. "Where is the key?"
"What key?" he was puzzled.
"Stop playing," I crossed my arms as I glared at him.
"I'm serious. What are you talking about?"
