Sorry I Didn't Kiss You Novels & Stories

I looked away, my fingers twisting together. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “I’m so sorry, Damian.” I lowered myself onto the edge of the bed, the weight of it all pressing down on me. “Last night, when you were holding me… I felt like you lost interest. Our kiss at the pub was rough, it was raw and intense. But when we were alone, in the same bed… I felt like you didn’t want me, didn’t desire me.”

I said with a small smile We easily made our way to the car in silence, and I couldn't believe how nervous I was to talk to her. I quietly climbed in as she did the same and a moment of silence filled the air only building the tension. I looked at my hands in my lap and said "So about dodging your kiss the other day, I'm sorry." She looked up at me rather confused "Sorry for what? You didn't have to kiss me Kylie it's okay." I looked up slowly "Yeah, b-but I wanted to."

"Okay." "But Kristine, I need you to know something." "What?" "I'm not sorry about the kiss itself." Her breath caught. "I'm not sorry I finally got to touch you again after five years. I'm not sorry I felt you kiss me back. I'm not sorry that for those few seconds, it felt like we were us again." "George—" "I'm sorry I didn't ask. But I'm not sorry it happened." The line went quiet. Kristine could hear her own heartbeat.

Rubbing my hand on my forehead in guilt, I continued, “This isn’t right.” “I’m sorry,” he mumbled, staring deep into my eyes. “I’m sorry if this upsets you.” “No. I just got carried away and I don’t know what to do. God, what has gotten into me?” I wiped my mouth as tears welled in my eyes. “I didn’t—I didn’t mean to kiss you,” I stammered. “Portia, I meant what I said. And I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.” He stood up in front of me.

Despite the drowsiness creeping over me, I heard him clearly. I felt my heart strain with a painful emotion as I muttered under my breath, "I'm sorry." His hand moved to caress my cheek, stroking gently, “Don’t apologize for what isn’t your fault. You’re not the one who killed her.” He leaned in, then I felt his lips brush against mine in a gentle kiss. I didn’t push him away; I just let him because I felt like I owed him just this. My heart sank when something wet touched my cheek, and when he pulled back, his eyes glistened as tears filled them.

he started, “I wanted to say that I’m sorry our first kiss happened like that in front of a bunch of randos, but I’m not sorry that it happened. I will never be sorry for kissing you.” “So what you’re saying is #sorry,notsorry?” I ask him, wiggling my eyebrows. “Haha well I guess if the shoe fits.” “And which kiss exactly are you not sorry for?” “Both,” he says with a twinkle in his eye. I chuckle back at him and shake my head.

He told me and that fucking hurt me. I stood up to leave as he ordered but stopped in my tracks before I opened the door that led outside. "You know, I am not a loose girl." "I never said you are. I just can't explain what prompted me to kiss you. I am sorry, it was a mistake." I nodded my head and left. The gate opened as I ignited my bike and drove out not looking back. I tried not to think of the kiss as I drive around, thinking about Rohit and his kiss that made me weak.

I replied cutting off his little rant. “I wish I was there, but the deal wasn't closed untill today, we didn't even get the chance to meet the CEO until today. But I'll be back tomorrow after we sign the remaining documents.” He said sounding sad for not being here. “ I miss you Mel, and am sorry again for not telling you,I just hope you'll forgive me.” He said sadly. But I couldn't bring myself to answer him, I missed him too, my God did I miss him, his teasing, his cooking, and his presence around the house, I missed all of it, but I couldn't let him know I had forgiven him. Not yet anyways.

Okayyy " I'm not mad at you. Yesterday I was mad at you but I just didn't now why I was mad at you. I mean you weren't my girlfriend or anything, we were just friends and ... " He said. Wait woah friends?? " Friends?? Don't you dare say my kiss was a mistake cause that was the best kiss of my life " I said ask removed my hands from his hands. " No no.. The kiss wasn't a mistake and it was also the best kiss of my life. Would you let me talk Scar " he said and pulled my hands back.. I smiled

Mine tightened around her waist. The world outside that moment didn’t exist. No Jerald. No news. No worries. Just her lips on mine and the heat building between us. When we finally pulled apart, both of us were breathing hard. Her eyes looked different now, still sad, but no longer distant. "I'm so sorry," she muttered, shifting back to her seat. "I shouldn't have kissed you. I just don't know what came over me." "No, you don't have to apologize," I said, my eyes never leaving hers. "You're tipsy. The alcohol is making you do things."