Time seemed to slow down. Their hearts pounded so loudly it could almost be heard. Wide-open eyes locked onto each other in astonishment. Both of them grappled to process the unexpected moment and figure out how to react.
Inside her mind, Zarina scolded herself, 'Damn it! This is my first kiss. I should push him away! Come on! Zarina, move!' Her inner voice urged her to take control of the situation.
Draymond cursed himself inwardly as their lips accidentally met—a wrong move.
What if she had contagious diseases? It could make him sick.
However, he pushed that thought aside. The first thing he needed to do right now was figure out how to get up. He already felt an excruciating pain on his side, and his brain just wasn't functioning. How could he have saved himself from this awkward situation? Then again, he felt useless and weak, a familiar feeling of insecurity that had haunted him throughout his life.
