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‘Is he thinking I was lusting over him?’

God! That must be it. And he denied me. How embarrassing it was!

I looked away, not wanting to worsen my embarrassment in front of him.

“Yeah… I’m sorry. I wasn’t myself. It’s… it’s just that… Oh, forget it.”

I quickly avoided him and went to bed. I covered myself with the comforter as if it could hide me from the embarrassment I had just put myself into.

‘God! What is happening to me?’

If he refused me like that, then that means we have never kissed yet? But why did I have that great feeling of wanting to touch him?...