I couldn't believe I kissed Travis. I really couldn't believe that he was kissing me back. I thought I was going to drop dead of joy right there. Seriously, I thought my heart was going to give out. We kissed, and we kissed some more, and he had one hand on the spot between my neck and my shoulder, and the other was on my waist. My hands were in his hair, on his shoulders, touching him. I was in heaven. I don't know who moaned, I actually think it was him, but I couldn't be sure.
Confusion really doesn't even begin to cover it. How I was feeling, that is.
I really, really didn't want Keith to go, but I couldn't imagine any way to get him to stay. He was uncomfortable, I was uncomfortable; I thought I was giving him an easy out, but instead I felt like a giant asshole. I'll be honest with myself, though, and admit that Keith's reaction hurt. First, him coming out dressed. We had always had lazy mornings. He would wear my robe, and we'd eat together, and we'
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