Kiara's POV:
I just couldn't concentrate.
My traitorous mind kept replaying that zesty kiss again and again. It was kind a like a bad movie reel, stuck and flashing in my mind. As a reflex action, my fingers daintily grazed my now swollen and very red lips. It was paining, but not as much as before. I didn't mind the pain, it was good pain. A sensitive kind of pain which only begets euphoria.
I was already grinning like a fool just by thinking about that sweet and sour moment.
"Yeah, yeah, I know you have never been kissed," Stephanie's irritated voice brought me out of my reverie, "But can you please stop acting like that? Honestly, it's only a kiss-"
"Ma lady," I sighed dreamily, exaggerating it in a dramatic manner, "perhaps you are forgetting that it was that one true love's kiss.
