ADDLING THE MOMENT of our inextricable eyes, my outrageous self instantaneously drop, and the room’s atmosphere becomes hot. I remain on my spot in front of Liam, who is standing steadily and unmoving. His underwear is on the floor with his feet: torn apart. And he is bare naked – head to toe.
His unreadable face confuses me. I want to know something from him without asking my questions. How is the kiss? Did he like it? Should I repeat it if, by chance, I move my lips incorrectly? Sorry, because I have never kiss a man before.
I do not know why I am having these thoughts. Either way, my feelings are mixing unknown. The more we stare at each other, the more everything becomes awkward. The more I want to look away, but I cannot. From my thought, I thin
