Chapter Forty-Two: I got your message

Stacie's POV

Ariel laughed in my head, jolting me out of my thoughts. I was going to tell Antoine not to try to kiss me or anything, but then I looked closely at him and realized that the intensity of his gaze was not even because of me. He had also become lost in thought. And he was not even seeing me. He had never had any intention of kissing me.

What if he was also thinking about having sex with me? That can't be! Someone that didn't even have any intention of Kissing me, despite how close to each other's skin we were.

My face flamed up at my silly assumptions that he was going to kiss me. I blushed so hard, angry at myself for how close I had come to make a complete and utter fool of myself with Antoine.

I couldn't help but imagine what he would have said. He would have laughed it off with a wave of his hand and even called me silly. He might even rebuke me seriously. Or would he have done otherwise? The exact opposite of what I was expecting? Would he have actually kissed me?