IRENE'S POV

Fear. Panic. Anxiety.

Name it.

I felt all at once, in one giant rush down my nerves.

His warm hands around my neck made me…Absolutely inexpressive of my emotions.

I didn't know how to react to any of the emotion's budding up in me like a flame, blooming into something passionate.

The good thing about all of this was that something deep down in a part of me was screaming in whispers that I shouldn't react to him this way, but the crazy side of it all was that I wanted to think with this side— I wasn't thinking with my brains at this moment but another organ...