It is just a kiss, how can I be ashamed or dubious about a kiss? Just some lips touching other lips, or the cheek or the hand or even a strand of hair. Not necessarily a romantic french kiss with tongue and everything. Though, if the man was handsome... not.
Hopefully, Liam never knows about it or he will get jealous and torture me for a week, but nothing more. He will understand.
[Accept Request]
I pressed the button to deal with the idiot of the kiss and waited for his response.
"Why is he pondering that much?"
James walked around with a pale face and cold sweat around his forehead. I had never seen him like that. He must love this Alice that much to do that.
"What if he doesn't want to accept?"
[Change Request: A date and a kiss]
"What?!"
"Eva," James looked at me with his puppy eyes, ready to kneel down and plead.
