Chapter 69

ALEXIS'S POV "Do you like your coffee strong or mild?" I asked while I brew some hot coffee for him, and a cold one for myself, trying my best to keep my back towards him. Seeing him in my room when he talked about my nightmare, I was so nervous that I wanted to get away from him. I can’t bear with someone talking about the dark things that I don’t want anyone to know about, and thus, to save myself from more embarrassment, I came downstairs to brew some coffee, momentarily forgetting that I was not wearing a shirt or a top, to begin with. It was only after I felt his hot body touching mine from behind when he was looking over my stove from behind me did I realize what a mistake I did by not wearing one. "Strong, I prefer strong over weak and mild. Just like you. I like my coffee strong, I mean," Blake said, his hot breath fanning my neck, and I couldn't help but tilt my neck involuntarily, wanting to feel him more. The way he was leaning on me, it was getting hard for me to control my