The craziest part was that he looked so worried, like he was doing something he regretted and it made me feel bad. I wasn't ready to let go of him either. This was someone I met two days ago because he kidnapped me, and I was already falling so hard for him.

He finally looked up at me as he said what he said, searching for answers with eyes so beautiful.

I knew I wanted more of him at that moment. I wanted to know everything about him and now seemed like a good time because he was so fucking vulnerable.

I walked up to him and sat down beside...