I have no idea how and when did I got bold enough to initiate a kiss myself. One minute I was crying for that poor child, getting all angry and cursing his parents, and the next minute I was all over him. Did he think I was taking advantage of him?
He was vulnerable and I just couldn't have controlled my hormones. Was he not in a mood for a kiss because he literally kissed me on the cheek and asked me what would I like for dinner, like boy I threw myself at you, are you going to just ignore the opportunity? This was just not the time for some misplaced sense of responsibility to return.
"The pizza will be here any minute now," Alex was standing at a safe distance away from me and was looking everywhere but me. What? The purpose of his return was to not have me back? Was he just here to tell me about his sister?
