Stolen Glances

She was off-limits. I looked anyway. I wasn't supposed to want her. But from the moment she walked in-with coconut in her hair and fire in her eyes-I was gone. I held back. I kept my distance. I followed the rules... at least on the outside. Inside, I was already breaking. This is the part of the story you didn't hear. The slow burn from my side. The glances I never meant to hold. The scent that stayed long after she left the room. And the part where everything I'd buried came undone. Because somewhere between the silence and the rules, She woke the animal I'd spent years trying to cage.