I thought about it and listened to tell what he was doing. Thankfully it sounded like he was walking away from the room and back into the bathroom. Thank goodness he wasn't going to question my intentions right now because I did not even know what I meant to do by holding his hand.
Where was I stopping him from leaving when I was the one that urged him to go get dressed? Why was it hard? I thought to myself does that mean he's into me? Why did the thought of that make me smile? Stop smiling.
Stop smiling!!
I screamed internally but could not stop my lips from curving up into a smile.
My cheeks even hurt from how hard I was smiling right now. Yes it was really pleasing knowing that I could actually do that to him. It surely had to be me.
Who else could it have been that was able to do
