Chapter 43 One last kiss

• Kissing a man is different from kissing boys. To be more specific, kissing Calum is different. It is a piece of heaven. A breath of fresh air after being underwater in the bathtub for too long.
• I’m thinking of our kiss as I get out of bed this morning. I’m thinking of it as I brush my hair in front of the mirror. I’m thinking of it as I reply to all the chats from last night. I’m still thinking of it as I hear the sound of his door opening. He’s ready.
• My door opens before he knocks. My gaze is on his heavenly lips. I step aside and he walks in. It’s less than a hair’s breadth between us, causing the hairs on my skin to stand. I need another kiss. Once our eyes meet, I know he’s also thinking about the kiss.