I held my breath when he put his hand on my waist. He pulled me to himself, his lips touched mine; It was short but true. Then I retreated. "I have to go," I said and headed for the door.
I held my breath when he put his hand on my waist. He pulled me to himself, his lips touched mine; It was short but true. Then I retreated. "I have to go," I said and headed for the door.