Aiden
The next day I'm getting ready for work longer than usual, because Jack will meet me after, so...
I comb my hair carefully. I put on the freshest shirt.
We're having our first real date today, aren't we? Or something like that?
We walk the streets for a long time, and I still can't get enough of it. And even more I can't get enough of his voice.
I understand that my feelings are dangerous for myself, I am too attached to Jack. More precisely, I am too much in love with him.
So much that when he walks me home, I take the first step.
“If I kiss you after the first date, will you think less of me?” I ask. Jack laughs kindly.
“I'll think you just really like me.”
I kiss him on the lips, and Jack returns the kiss, hugs me tightly. And when he pulls away, I remain standing in his arms, feeling his warmth.
I don't want to part with him now.
“Do you want to come in?” I ask. But Jack looks at the windows where the lights are on and refuses.