Psycho’s POV
“Okay. It’s none of my business…” I raise my hand briefly in surrender. “All you have to do is not kiss her until you’re ready to have s*x with her…”
He uncrosses his legs and sits back. “But that’s all she asks me for. And–”
And what?
I slowly drop my eyes as I scribble again. Patience gets me answers sometimes. “You want to kiss her?”
He says nothing.
I lift my eyes and ask, “Do you want to kiss your fiancée, too?”
“Just once.”
I remain mute.
“I’ve only felt that way once.”
“You’ve only felt like kissing her once.”
He nods.
My head buzzes with curiosity. “It was that day… the last time you were here, wasn’t it?”
He nods again, pursing his lips.
“If you think it’s my business, can you tell me what happened before you felt like that…”
“I tickled her, and she lau
