He nods his head at me. He then starts to walk toward me, his gaze roaming my body, slowly.

He grins and reaches out his hand to me, without a word. I don’t think. I take his hand. He pulls me into his body for a hug that brings back a million memories. I lay my head against his chest and smile. “Long-time no see” i say breaking the silence... Inhaling his scent I’m weird I know but I can’t help it something that I will never admit to another person.

“Look at you, all grown up” he says in a low husky voice, giving me shivers. My body is on the curvy side. I am a part of the itty-bitty committee and narrow waist and solid thighs. Oh, for an Asian I have a big . I don’t like it, but the way he is staring at me lets me know that he does.

He likes what he sees.

A heck of a lot.

And it makes me feel good. Confident.

“I could say the same” I reply breathlessly, checking him out... Is that an eight-pack under there I want to let my hands wander over his stomach... to feel what’s there.

He laughs “Like what you see, don’t you?”

I step away from him, clearing my throat. I’ve always like what I’ve seen with him; that was the problem

“I’m surprised you recognized me”

He bites his bottom, “It was the hair, dead giveaway”

I swallowed hard. “Oh.”

“It’s only been a couple of years, Steph, how could I forget you?”

“Oh” I repeated” Nice Steph nice

“Who are you here with?” He asks, looking behind me at the bar “Not that It matters”

“No one” I reply, shrugging my shoulders like its nothing.

He frowns “You came here alone? It’s not safe Steph; this bar gets some bad people” Like you? “I was only here for a bit, and plus I drove. I’m fine. I deserve to have a little fun now and then, you know”

He gives me a cheeky smile. “Yes, I guess so. What are you doing right now?”

Raising my brows “I WAS going home”

He smirks “And now?”

I my lips and look around before replying “And now I’m going wherever you are”. He laughs softly. “You always did like following me around, didn’t you?”

I tighten my lips into a straight line and look at me car. “I can always go home, you know” I stepped towards my car when he pulls me closer against him. “I don’t think so, Babe. You aren’t going anywhere.”

“is that right?” I ask breathlessly.

“I’m grown up now, and there won’t be any following. I can walk away easily as I can stay”

It was bold, telling him I was going wherever he was. His reply, however made me angry. I used to follow hi