Alessia

My cheeks were burning hot as I closed the door behind me and leaned my back on it. Why did I respond to the kiss? What has gotten over me? I even went as far as to moan when he touched me. I was supposed to be angry at him for taking my first kiss away, so why do I feel butterflies in my stomach instead? I should be mad at him for not wanting to release me.

My hand slowly trailed the lines of my lips as the memories of how I was indulged in Angelo's kiss flooded back. "Pull yourself together, Alessia!" I shook my head and...