He leans in and kisses me. It’s weird how even though kissing is kissing, every guy you kiss feels different. When Sander and I kissed, it was sweet. Mostly friendly. When Cush and I kissed, it was fiery. When Brooklyn and I kiss, it feels like a day at the beach. Easy, breezy, soft kisses. Kisses that warm my heart. Kisses that make me feel like a girl in love. I can’t deny it. I’m in love with him. I have been for a long time.
