I step aside so he can pass me, but instead he closes the door and tugs me into a kiss. I go willingly, but the kissing thing still confuses me. My experience with long-term hookups is limited, but I would have assumed kissing was reserved for boyfriends and sex. But since I asked him to kiss me that one time in bed, Ezra does it every chance he gets. Like asking for it was opening Pandora’s box of affection.
