Beatrice Evergreen, after losing everything two years ago, is slowly trying to put herself back piece by piece.
Meeting Alex Frost, a football hotshot, in college wasn't part of her plan.
She never thought a stranger could make her heart f...
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I have kissed Alex freaking Frost.
Panic is flooding my entire body. I don't know where I left my mind but I totally wasn't using it for the past few minutes. I want to blame it on the alcohol but it is hard to believe when the truth is right in front of my face, taunting its ass. I have kissed Alex as I wanted to from the first time since I have laid my eyes on him. Alcohol has just helped me to muster up my guts to do that.
But this all a mistake. A huge mistake. The main problem is how can a mistake feel so right?
Both of our breathing is laboured, our hearts hammering against our chest, beating in sync with each other. Finally, I open my eyes to see Alex has his eyes still closed. His cheeks are flushed, lips are pink and swollen from our make out session which tempts me to just move in and repeat the same episode again. The taste of his lips is still lingering in my lips, making me wanna lean in and steal another peck but I restrain myself.
Once again slowly realisation of what I have done dawns on me. My senses kick in. Though I have started the kiss- the mistake- Alex has taken it to another level. Alex has kissed me in ways I have never been kissed before. I am afraid that there will be no kiss that can outmatch his. He has officially ruined all my future kisses with anyone I date. I don't mean that I will date a lot of guys but- you get what I mean, right?
Slowly, Alex opens his eyes and I can see realisation flash in his eyes, quickly he removes his hold from my body as if he is on fire.
The situation has turned from scorching hot to awkward within no time. The tension in the air is so thick that it can be cut with a knife. Alex and I are avoiding each other's stare, each not knowing what to say. I break the uncomfortable silence by speaking first.
"Um... I.. Just.." I wave my hand in the air as if I can find a reason out of the air.
"I know... We shouldn't..." Alex mumbles.
Guilt and rejection eat me up. I know it was a mistake from the beginning but hearing it from Alex, it is a hard blow. I know that I should never have grown feelings for him in the first place when he thinks of me as a friend. But like a fool that I am, I started liking him and now see where it brought me to.
Saying that I am embarrassed is an understatement of the year. If I am allowed I run away from here and crawl back under my bed and never come out ever again. A thousand scenarios run through my mind and I don't like any of them. The words start rushing out of my mouth before I have a chance to process what I am saying.
"It was because of alcohol and the stupid bet...that's why I kissed you." The lie slips out of my mouth. I have promised myself that I will never get humiliated by a guy ever again and it is not going to change any time soon. So I try to play it cool and casual about the kiss when in the inside I am devastated by the rejection.
