“Son of a b***h!”
“Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!” I bang on the steering wheel continuously and slump my head on it.
“Knucklehead!” I curse and bang on it again. More furiously than the first time.
Can’t believe this is happening to me. I thought I was not supposed to fall for him.
Yeah, you got it right. That’s falling for him. What other words describe how my heart races when he is near me? What adjective describes how I can’t get a grip of myself when around him?
I promised myself that I wouldn’t let him lure me into his trap. I wouldn’t even kiss him and look at us.
I have lost count of how many times we have kissed.
Oh my God!
I have broken my word to Daniella. I told her that I was not interested in Chuck. It turns out I’m. How would you term this kissing and touching anyway?
T
