I ejected myself from him as I got an electric shock. I couldn't believe what I just heard.
"What?" it just slipped from me involuntarily.
"I know you think that it is me who texts with you all this time, but it is not me," he said with a guilty voice.
I looked at his eyes, with the dim lights of the parking lot, it was hard to see what are the expressions he bare in those eyes.
"But..."I said, trying to process everything. I felt confused and embarrassed at the same time. If it is not him how I throw my self on him right now is truly humiliating. Still, it is not possible. It must be him.
"But... I saw you texting me." I said, recalling that day in the library.
"What me? I have never text with you except the time I chat with you on sss. That doesn't count as texting, right?" he ask
