There's a great chemistry that goes on within them and it's too difficult for them to explain.

Jasmine sat on the veranda thinking of the moment she shared with him some hours ago.

It was something else to her.

"His kisses are like medicines to my blood, and the taste of his lips are the sweetest ever." She shut her eyes in thought. "Why am I thinking of him despite that hatred? I'm supposed to be hating him the most, but resisting the thirst of his lips each time I'm mad at him is what I can't do." She wiped her face taking a heavy sigh.

This is weird.

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