"What makes you think... you don't?"
"What did she mean by that?" Maxen closed his eyes, covering them with his arm.
Right after Cosette said those words, their classmates just decided to show up on the bus. Thus, they didn't have the time to talk about it. They traveled in silence, and he didn't have the courage to continue as his classmates rallied around Cosette when they noticed her hand and knees.
Now, here he was, in his room, thinking about her words that kept ringing in his ear in a loop.
"Ugh..." he grunted. "I'm so stupid."
Why did he kiss her? Of course, he didn't regret it, but his mind was filled with the thought of Cosette. Her words, the taste of her lips, their texture, and the natural blush on her face when he parted his lips from her. His breathing grew heavy as he felt like he was in that situation again.
