[ 18+ ] Adrianna Lee's whole world had come crashing down, unexpectedly, all around her. Losing all stability in her life, she's questioning what's the next steps to take.
That is, until an adorable seven-year-old comes bouncing into her life-which...
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I was buzzing. And it wasn't from anger from what happened with Jesse.
I was buzzing because of what happened between Daniel and I. I still felt as if my lips were tingling from how he kissed me.
Never had Jesse kissed me like that before. With such...emotion. Need. Want. It was overwhelming, that feeling.
And I wanted it again.
But I was worried. Because Daniel has been silent. The whole ride home. Did Jesse finally scare him off? Did he regret kissing me because he thinks I'm drunk? Did he just not like it?
I dressed up just for him tonight. I wanted to see his reaction, which was exactly what I wanted. He couldn't take his eyes off me and I loved that. Because he makes me feel so damn desirable just by that wild look in his eyes.
He sets my whole body on fire just looking at me the way he does. And I craved it.
The more he was quiet, though, the more I worried he regretted it. Which made me sad. I wanted him, but did he not want me the same way anymore?
I was scared to speak up the whole ride home. But when we finally got to the house, slowly walked up the sidewalk and into the dark house, I couldn't contain it anymore.
We were standing in the living room but he felt miles away.
"I'm sorry for the kiss," I finally say. Daniel looks at me, confused. Then, I realize I'm not. And I laugh. "Actually, I'm not. I'm not sorry you kissed me. I'm not sorry I kissed you back. And I'm not sorry that I liked it. I don't care that Jesse saw us. And I'm not drunk, either. I'm not gonna wake up in the morning like a scared little girl regretting her actions. I put this dress on for you, I danced for you, and I'm not fucking sorry that you ended up kissing me because of it. Whether it was a moment of weakness or regret now, I'm not sorry. Because that kiss..." I shake my head. "I'm not sorry."
With that, I turned on my heel and rushed to my room. I had to say it, because he had to know. He had to have felt what I felt.
I quickly shut the door to my room and leaned against it, sighing. Closing my eyes to replay in my head not even an hour ago. The way Daniel's eyes ate me up, practically devoured me from across the room, I felt like I was on fire. I've never been overly confident; I knew that when I tried, I could look pretty decent.
You should probably put on some lipstick or something, I heard Jesse's words ring in my ear. You wanna look presentable, right?
Or the classic, put something decent on, babe. Go back and try again.
I had to work really hard in order to get Jesse to notice me, for like the last year. To earn some kind of praise from him. But Daniel? The way his eyes were always on me, always portraying exactly what he's feeling.
