I kissed him.
Things had been in limbo for too long. He flirts with me, I flirt with him, he sends me texts saying why it would never work out, I know he’s looking for Mrs. Perfect but I can’t help but give it a shot… and back and forth the dating game goes.
So I just kissed him.
I told him I wanted to talk, he walked outside and I laid one on him. This way, it’s a clean break or a clean start–whatever he wants. I pulled away and all he could do was give me a goofy smile. The boy who always has something to say, the boy who is the life of every party, the boy who won’t let you get through a sentence without interrupting was absolutely speechless.
And that was the cherry on top.