(Olivia)
Dale grabs my hand and steadies my motions through the game. All I have to do is press the button –he’s aiming at all the soldiers on the screen, telling me exactly when to press the button. His chest is pressed against my back and his warmth feels… strange… but somewhat comforting.
I guess it’s going to take me a while to get used to being physically intimate with someone. It’s going to be difficult enough getting accustomed to allowing anyone to get into my personal bubble at all.
Is it supposed to feel this strange?
I feel his other hand wrap around my waist and I turn to look at him for a moment.
He offers me a small, nervous smile and giggles. I laugh. I can feel his breaths against the side of my neck. It sends chills down my spine. I turn back to the game and feel a light peck on my cheek.
I blush.