I blinked several times when Xavion was finally off of me. I pursed my lips and did everything to catch my breath. It only lasted a few seconds. It was just a simple peck on the lips. But I was already reacting like I have French kissed him.
I have not. Yet.
Damn it. What am I even thinking? I need to get a f*****g grip!
I stepped back and I heard him smirk.
“Just go, Anjelina,” he ordered me. “I am fine here. I just need to rest and everything will be okay.”
I mustered all of my courage and looked at him. “Why are you pushing me away now?” I asked. “I am worried about you. What really happened?” I already have a feeling of what happened to him. He’s a member of a frat and would be very inclined to be in a fight with other fraternities. But I don’t want to assume. I want to hear it fr
