Natalie stared at him, torn between fear and hope. Before she could stop herself, she whispered, "What if I never…?"
"You will," Justin interrupted, his tone certain and steady. "I believe in us. So stop overthinking, and let things between us unfold naturally."
A small, hesitant nod escaped Natalie. She wanted to believe him—to trust his words.
Justin straightened, stepped back, tucking his hands coolly into his pockets, watching her with a steady, unreadable gaze.
"I am giving you time, that doesn't mean I would stay away from you," He began turning to his domineering self, from how gentle he was a moment before. "If we stay away, how would you realize what you feel for me? So, do not expect me to be a gentleman, which I am not. I would be close to you, kiss you when both of us are in a situation. I won't hold back."
