I should have never let him drive. But that kiss messed with my mind. I still don’t know why I did that. There is no logical explanation, except that I wanted to do it. I used the ‘I need information about Emery’ line as an excuse. When in reality, I just really wanted to plant my mouth on his, to taste those candy-tinted lips. Watching him suck on that lollipop all day was disturbingly hot, and instead of analyzing it like I should have––because when have I ever been attracted to a guy?––I kissed him instead.
Ooooooohhhh
