I realized there were tears in my eyes. I dabbed at them, embarrassed. He touched the corner of my eye, trapping one I missed. He lifted his finger, examining the drop of moisture broodingly. Then, so quickly I couldn’t be positive that he really did, he put his finger to his mouth to taste it.
Yo okay so this NEVER comes back? We just walk off into the night with no explanation about why he did that?? Weirdo teenagers
