Bloody Valentine's POV
I kissed him. I BLOODY KISSED HIM. I still can't believe that I did what I did. That shouldn't have happened but the goosebumps I get every time I think about it tell me a different story. My body betrayed me by letting the guard down for that man. I knew I was attracted to him, like who wouldn't? A person with two perfectly working eyes can tell that man is walking s*x but that kiss, wasn't out of lust. It just wasn't. It was something much deeper that I am yet to understand. When it comes to things like feelings, the matters of the muscle in your chest cavity, I am dumb. I don't understand s**t and the only person I loved and who loved me back was my sister. I have never loved anybody else and I didn't think I ever would have until this man pushed himself in my li
