I don’t know who came up with the saying that you could only get flustered once, but that person told a total lie. I couldn’t count how many times during that car ride that Knight made me flustered. Even now, as I walked to my department, I was having second thoughts. Should I have just given up my pride and kissed him? Hell, I knew I wanted to. With his face that close to mine, I was more than ready to. But I guess I underestimated my pride, because when the thought of having to beg for a kiss came to mind, I totally fled. I was turning that into a habit recently, all because of him.
I knew I was spewing utter nonsense when I talked about telling him the reason for the kiss if he showed interest in me. What reason could I possibly give? I wasn’t even certain myself. It’s not like I expec
