PARALYZED
I hadn't really known how to approach Kent since Saturday. What happened had a more significant impact on me than I had anticipated. We had been on the verge of kissing, but I had never felt that way around guys before. It was an entirely new sensation.
Nonetheless, it was better to leave it unspoken. I needed to move forward and put it behind me. I should attempt to normalize my interactions with Kent, but not just yet.
As we walked home, I found myself at a loss for words.
"You're awfully quiet," he remarked, and I simply shrugged, feeling somewhat apprehensive.
"It's been a long day, and the humidity at the pool makes me want to crawl into bed," I replied in a hushed tone. "You didn't have to walk me home."
"I thought it was the right thing to do," he reasoned. Lat
