Intro

The sweat on his lips mixed with mine as I gave into the urge to kiss him. I'd been fighting it for who knows how long, and I couldn't anymore. Could I possibly pick a worse time to give into my personal feelings? I yanked away and shook my head, taking a step back. "No," I said firmly. "This isn't right."

He frowned. "Felt right to me."

"Well, it isn't. Look at me. I'm not like you, don't you get it?"