I sat in my usual spot near the front, trying to focus on the slides about protein structures or whatever. But my eyes kept drifting to Vincent when he walked around handing out those 3D molecular models. He moved easy for a tall guy, confident in his own space. When he got to my row, our fingers brushed as he passed me a model. A little spark shot up my arm. I felt my neck get warm and quickly looked away, pretending to study the plastic pieces.
I caught myself touching my lower lip with my thumb more than once. The memory of yesterday’s kiss wouldn’t leave me alone. His mouth had been so sure, so patient. It wasn’t like the sloppy makeouts I’d had with jocks who just wanted to grab and grope. Vincent had pulled me in like he knew exactly what he was doing. My body had reacted in ways th
