Joyce Wilson had saved me. Like it or not, his meddling made me wake up from Ian's mesmerizing kiss and come back to reality.
My face began to catch fire as soon as our lips parted and I reasoned the situation in a way that my entire bone structure was beginning to shake.
Fuck, what happened? Or rather, what was going to happen? Holy shit!
My luck was that Joyce needed his help inside the apartment, which gave me the perfect opportunity to escape to mine without even looking him in the face. If I did, Ian would see my cheeks red like blood.
I kissed my neighbor. A Caccini. A jerk.
There are no words to express how much my heart was racing. How much more my body wanted. How soft his touch was. How embarrassed I was!
Oh my god! I kissed Ian Caccini! Chelsea would have been completely baffled if this had happened in high school. Where was my head for surrendering so much?
Whore who gave birth! How could I even see him again?
Aaaaa!
After fleeing the hallway without explanation, I tried h
