Katerina
Somehow, and I didn't know how exactly, Justin managed to be stiffer and more frozen than any of the other times I'd kissed him. Obviously, he refused to kiss me back, but I didn't know how to let him go. Being in between the danger that came with my life and his warmth and care made me feel more vulnerable than ever before. What would I do if I lost Justin? Where would I go?
The entirety of the kiss was Justin trying to push me away while I pulled him in. It was only at the sound of loud but fairly distant footsteps that we broke into two, me leaving him with a “Thanks, Professor Lowell," before rushing out of there like there was a fire alarm. Justin didn't chase after me. I knew Justin didn't want anyone else to know. I knew he was not ready for any of this yet. Hell, I wasn'
