Desmond’s grin beamed like a beacon of joy. There was childlike glee in his eyes. “So, I have finally succeeded in stealing your heart,” he said.
Why did I utter the three magical words after concluding that it wasn’t how I felt about him? It just slipped out of my mouth in the heat of the moment.
“Desmond, I am not sure,” I blurted out, and his face fell immediately. It was painful to see the glow of happiness on his face completely fade away.
“Do you think I am a bad person because I said what you wanted to hear and took it back?” I asked, stroking his soft lips that were spread into a beaming smile a few seconds ago with my thumb.
“Baby, I can never think badly of you. It doesn’t matter if you take it back. Just like my love affected you to say it accidentally, I will make you say
