Sleeping after that was impossible for Kelly. She tossed and turned on her bed tangling herself with the duvet. She couldn't get what had happened or almost happened out of her head, as soon as she closed her eyes in an attempt to sleep, she found herself envisioning him, his hands on her waist, his fingertips on her lips, it was driving her mad.
"Aaarghh!" She groaned into her pillow. She had no idea why she was letting him bother her so much. He probably was sleeping peacefully now and here she was getting unnecessarily worked up over him.
She raised her head sharply, "Was he really going to kiss me or I'd misinterpreted it?" She asked herself, a serious expression on her face before falling back onto the bed in frustration.