Down, Down, Down.

"Eric, please don't kiss me again." His eyes shadow as I say this and it makes me nervous. Slowly he steps closer and pulls my face closer to his, but not enough to touch.
"I won't hurt you. Do you understand that, Me?" I nod without much conviction. He sees right through the lie, but how can he expect me to trust him more than I do? I can't. All that he has done for me is incredible and I couldn't be more grateful, however circumstances are grim and he's but a light in the dark. Most girls in books would fall faster than they could catch their self and I don't want to be that girl. I'm not even sure I know how it works, liking someone. I might as well be a seven year old girl getting her first kiss on the playground at school. If he wants anything from me, he has to understand that I'm not ready to give. I have to figure out who I am first.