“You’re worrying too much. I’m only going to be disappointed if we don’t kiss. It’s not as if I’m some great expert at it anyhow. The last person I kissed was a long time ago and back on Earth, and he was a terrible kisser. I can’t even remember his name, just that he had a really dry mouth.” “And now I have yet another thing to stress over,” Jrrru murmurs, gaze still locked on me. “Dry mouthing.”
