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" Can I kiss you , Linda?"

Alex's question left me dumbfounded. What was I supposed to say? Should I say yes or just refuse his advances?

My heart picked its pace and I could feel its thunderous beating. It was deafening in my ears. My breathing was shallow.

I looked at him, sitting next to me. His black eyes were looking straight into mine. He had an anticipatory look on his face , as if he'd be over the moon if I said yes. But that was a fleeting emotion, which was soon replaced by the look of dread. The dread of rejection.

I nodded my head and a smile graced his face.

" Just a kiss." I warned him and he smirked.

" Just a kiss," he promised.

I closed my eyes and felt the soft touch of his lips on mine. It was so soft and gentle, like the first rays of sunlight touching a winter's day.

The kiss was innocent. Our lips barely touched. It was not a hungry kiss. But it was filled with emotions.

I felt his love and admiration for me. The warmth and happiness of the moment.

It was a perfec