Chapter 68

Keith

Matthew possesses remarkable handsomeness.

I found it hard to look away from him while he was speaking at the front of the class. Even though most of the other students weren't paying attention to him and hardly even cared about what he was saying, I couldn't stop staring.

How come I just realized he has thin small lips? Why did I feel like pulling him to myself when I first saw him early this morning?

And I kissed him, Christ, I want to do that again.

I watch as Matthew disappears from my sight hurriedly. I wouldn't have kissed him if I hadn't seen the longing in his own eyes as well.

Am I beginning to accept I like this dude? Then that makes me gay as well?

"Oh shit," I mutter running my hand in my hair and licking my bottom lips, I can still feel Matthew's taste on me.

I wasn't regretting my act but is this what it means to like a guy? To feel conflicted with oneself and shit.

Matthew's facial expression flashed through