(18+) The Five Senses

chapter eight- seeing him again

As the kiss gets heated, i bring my cold hands up and slowly wrap them around Michaels neck which causes him to flinch, taking his breath away

I quickly pull back

"Are you ok?" I ask

"Dont stop" michael pulls me in once again to devour my lips so passionately that the droplets i could so loudly hear around us had become no more

All i could hear, feel and see, were Michael and i.

I felt Michaels hands on me, gently trailing along my back, to my hips and down towards my backside.

I pulled away again, and this time i did not let him pull me back.

I gasped as I shook my head back to reality, fluttering my eyes.

"Bella, are you ok?" Michael grabs my hand as we stop in our tracks.

I stare blankly, trying to understand what had just happened and whether it was real

I see Michael grinning from ear to ear. It sends my legs to jelly. What just happened? I just engaged in thr most passionate, sexual tension filled kiss ive ever had. With my therapist. My eyes widen as i repeat it in my head. My therapist!

"Look i erm..i..have to go" i say pointing to behind us

"Oh..alright let me walk you to your car, its late" Michael touches my arm, his grin now lighter, but his lips tightening.

"No honestly, its fine. Ill see you" i wave, quick stepping backward trying to not look as weird as possible which obviously isnt working so i quickly turn my back to Michael and start walking back towards the cafè

"Bella!" Michael shouts, and i turn my head to check behind me.

I see Michael with his arms in the air

"Will i see you again?" He adds

I dont even answer. I turn back and quick walk away, feeling confused, embarressed.

I feel awful. But that shouldnt have happened. But i cant stop thinking about it.

I touch my lips, as i remember how just moments ago Michaels lips were all over mine. I licked my lips a little, i could still taste him. And he tastes good.

*phone rings*

I reach into my back pocket and pull out my phone. Its Michael

"Shit shit shit" i start to panic to myself

I lock my phone and let it ring out until the sound stops

How did he even get my number? Oh yes he must have saved it to his phone when i called him for the appointment.

I feel awful. I feel confused. I feel...why do i feel turned on?!

I shake my head again

I have to stop thinking like this. That can not happen again! I just kissed Michael, my therapist and...i liked it

As i get to my car i press the unlock button and frantically pull the door open and climb into the drivers seat. Once the door is closed, i sit there for a minute, trying to gather up my thoughts.

I let out a sigh and turn the ignition on and pull off the sidewalk to make my way home.

*5 days later*

Its been 5 days since me and Michael kissed.

Michael stopped calling after the 3rd day. He sent me a message saying how much he was sorry and that he was hoping he could see me again(as my therapist) but i just dont know if it would be too weird