RED? WHY IN the hell would my eyes be red? Ah, it must be the shower gel. I used his brand, and some of it got on my eyes and irritated them. I tried to smile a little to ease the nervousness I have.
Sometimes, I can't help but think that it would be better if he just found out about everything. However, I'm also scared that he would be so mad at me and tell me that he doesn't love me anymore.
"Maybe it's because of the shower gel—uhmp!" I didn't get to finish what I was saying. Jacob had already crashed his lips on mine. His arms snaked around my waist to bring me closer to him, and I realized how much I missed his kisses. I missed him.
I felt his mouth on my neck while his hand cupped one of my breasts. And since I wasn't wearing a brassiere, I instantly felt the warmth of his palm.
