Chapter 20

My fingers find their way to her face, shocked we fit so perfectly as our mouths mold flawlessly together. She tastes as she smells. Tropical, sweet, addictive, a kiss so soft and perfect that I want to pour more of myself into it. I try to get lost in the moment, the eruption of fire in my stomach. My body warms at the contact achingly, like finding something it has been yearning for and longing to devour whole. But the kick of guilt and horror that overtakes me at doing this, as sense and logic kicks in, hits full force and leaves me breathless as I pull away. Lifting my palms away from touching her.

I realize how little control I had over my faculties in doing what I just did. There was no explanation for crossing this line other than a moment of total stupidity. No way to explain the way my senses took over and reacted like that kind of contact between us was natural. I’m beyond livid with myself for my behavior on all accounts. I have a fucking girlfriend! Sophie is my BE