Lisa's POV
I kissed him.
I liked it.
My fingers felt my lower lip again. I asked myself if I really wanted this, how about my children?I had never introduced them to a male partner, they have never seen me kiss a man.
Would they be happy with me bringing Ivar as my partner, or kissing him, what if he leaves when they get attached to him.
What happens when we don't work out, because all we ever felt was infatuation, and lust , and this fuzzy feeling in my heart is far from love and it dies in the middle of this relationship l.
He told me he wanted me, I didn't give him an answer, but I didn't refuse, I told him I would think about it.
How about the scars, do I really want him to see it?, it was no lie that I was attracted to him. And I admired him, but he was a stranger I met the night I came back to town.
A man who had captured my attention, maybe it was just the novelty of having a man like him in my life.
