Great. I probably shouldn’t have wished he’d text me. Now that he’s right here, I can’t even find my tongue.
“You seem to regret our kiss,” he says.
My heart practically kicks my chest. “What?”
“Zach won’t tell anyone, so you don’t have to freak out,” he continues. “I wanted to call earlier, but I figured you might need some time.”
I glance down at the ground, licking my lips like that’s going to help me figure out what to say. Usually, I can handle situations like this. Usually, I’d have some clever comeback so why am I heating up?
Exhaling, I finally meet his gaze, forcing my voice steady. “Yeah… sure. I needed time… because I kissed you, even though I have a boyfriend. It’s… it’s not right.”
Knowing Justin, I half expect him to be here to apologize. That’s what a normal guy would
