The five minutes are up, and I don’t know how to react. My mouth is hanging open, and Caio takes advantage of it and kisses me. A soft, sweet, delicate kiss this time. “Believe me when I say …” Another kiss. “That you are amazing …” And another. “Your hair smells great …” Another. “And I like the little dimple at the end of your nose …” A confused laugh. And then another kiss. “You are beautiful, Felipe. You really, truly are.”
