“And?”
“And you were right it was exactly as you thought, he asked me out.”
“And you said….?”
“I said NO.”
He is smiling from ear to ear at this point.
“So you turned him down,Why?”
He seems happy, but he’s still questioning me, does that mean he wanted me to say yes? Did he want me to agree to a date with Kale?
“Did you want me to say yes to him?”
“Don’t change the subject by answering one question with another, so why did you turn him down?”
“I don’t like him that way.” I did, but I just don’t want him like that anymore.
“Did you ever like him that way though?”
I can’t lie to him
“I did, but not anymore and nothing happened between us.”
He suddenly looks sad
“So what changed?”
All these questions are making me really nervous, how the hell do I answer that? I stare down at my hands that are fighting nervously in my lap.
“You ask too many questions. But the truth is… I met you.”
He looks at me like, that was exactly what he wanted to hear. Suddenly my back is pushed against the sofa and he is kissing me fiercely, passion ignites and I can’t breathe. As his tongue sweeps in and dances mercilessly with mine, my fingers find their way to his hair, just as his finds his way to mine. I almost feel like I never want this to end. The electric currents are running all over my skin, it feels like fire and ice is running through my body all at once, I can almost feel an explosion within me waiting to happen. He breaks off the kiss, as a smile spread over his lips.