Before I could say more his mouth crashed on mine. This is no sweet, gentle kiss. He kissed me hard, fast. He kissed like a man. All I could do was respond to the kiss. Our lips danced creating fireworks. As fast it started, it ended when we heard the tell-tale of the elevator sound. Anyone seeing us now could say that we are hardly composed. Our irregular breathing gives away the effect we had on each other.

Still not breaking eye contact Raphael said, “I’ll drop you”

“There is no need for that,” I weakly protested not yet recovered from the kiss.

He just gave me the look; you...