Chapter 153 Not Lust, But Love

He placed his hands on both sides, trapping me. He looked in my eyes—as if he was speaking to me without words. I frowned, not because I didn’t understand, but because I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Despite everything, his eyes were filled with love and longing. I tried to look away, but he held my chin, not letting me avoid him. “Here?” I asked softly, slightly embarrassed. “Or somewhere else? Like a coffee shop?” “No." He shook his head. "I prefer it here.” On second thought, this wild, reckless place suited us perfectly. “Sure,” I said, nodding as I took a deep breath. He watched me intently, not moving an inch. I expected him to sit in the empty chair beside me, but he stayed close, his eyes fixed on me. "I don’t want our relationship to be like this," he said, his voice raspy. He looked away briefly, swallowing hard. My eyes followed the movement of his throat, and I felt a rush of heat through my body. Was he talking about our relationship? “I want you back." His hand move