Life with you feels natural. Feels like it is supposed to be and yet, here we are, at the brink of falling and never getting back up. - Alexandra
~~~
29. Incriminating photos and confessions
(Alexandra)
Alex couldn't believe her eyes or her lips. Or the man --her friend-- now leaning over the table. And kissing her.
The hell. What the hell?
But it was also nice. Comforting. Like your favorite pajama or this worn out blanket you always used. Not stormy or confusing or igniting like Logan's kisses, but nice. Just so nice and simple.
Oh God. Oh God. How could he be kissing her now? God. It was so wrong.
But no matter how hard she tried, she felt like she was glued to him, his lips. She couldn't move. It was the shock. It must be. She was freaking out, but she couldn't move.
Or maybe
