What am I supposed to do now? Did I say or do something wrong?
This is why women are so troublesome. They’re so hard to understand and figure out.
Despite my firm vow to myself, my body moved on its own. Again.
“If you don’t stop crying, I will kiss you…” I said in a low whisper.
That was the wolf in me speaking. Why else would I feel such a strong urge to kiss her pink and slightly swollen lips like this?
I could still feel the warmth of her damp tears on my fingertips. Her eyes started to swell red, and the same applied to her cute little lips. I liked it so much more when she smiled, although her smiles were always so reserved.
“Umm…wait…” she protested softly.
I found her confused expression while she tried to hold back her tears quite adorable. Just staring at her face puts me in a good mood without any good reason. Now, if only I could figure out or make her tell me why she is crying…
“This isn’t what our first kiss is supposed to be like…” I mumbled to myself.
