Mika’s POV.
I walk away, lost in my head.
I just kissed her.
I f*****g kissed her.
Holy s**t!
I’m freaking out. Was I too forward?
What if she didn’t like it? I mean, I’m not exactly experienced. I could see her spiralling and had to do something to stop it. So I kissed her. I didn’t even think.
God, she must think I’m some kind of creep.
It wasn’t even a proper kiss. You know the earth-shattering, breath-stealing, passion filled kiss that you read in those romance books that Ser and mom like to read. No, it was just a kiss on the lips, no tongue, no grabbing hair or pulling her into me. I just froze.
But it worked. She stopped talking, probably too shocked that I did that. I just invaded her personal space like a caveman. All I was missing was the club to hit her over the head
