It made me feel so excited to see her tremble while acting nonchalant that I locked eyes with her as she sweetly smiled at me, looking amazingly charming under the glasses. "Hah… so I'm doing all the work?" I smirked at how she wanted to play it.
"You can't?" She asked, resting her head on her knees. "Do you regret offering to help out?"
"No way." I said, pulling the box closer, "I can totally do this."
***
I don't know if he noticed how nervous I was. I don't know how I was able to act as I did after kissing him like that… I don't really know anything at all right now.
Thirty seconds have always felt so long? Or was it just because it was my first time and I was feeling drunk at how good it felt to kiss him like that? Was I just... so lost in the feeling that it messed up my sense of time?
