Vivienne, as Arty's lips gilded against hers, she felt really strange. She had never kissed Arty or thought of doing that for once in her whole life since she had met him. He had always been a friend and nothing more than that.
And now, he was kissing her and touching her face. His fingers sank into her soft hair and soothed her scalp. She felt nothing. It was different from Luis. When kissing Luis, she felt like she was floating, she felt like she couldn't have enough of him and that was one of the reasons why she made things continue between them both.
With Arty, she didn't feel anything, couldn't feel anything. It didn't feel right and she wanted it to end as soon as it had begun. So, she pushed him away and she winced in pain as her back hit the edge of the counter. Arty pulled away. His eyes were dark with desire.
