Ididn'tknowhowtoanswer,becauseIdidn'tspeak,andKeithkissedmeonthemouth.
"Thinkaboutit,Gwent."
Inodded,andwhenIheardhimspeak,Iwouldbeverynervous.
"ButIlovedGavin,deeply,lovedsomeone,andwouldn'tchangemymind."
Wait...When...
Iwantedtoaskhimwhenhefeltthiswayaboutme,butmyslenderfingertipstouchedmythroat.
"BecauseIloveGwin,Idon'tliketoseeGwintouchmybodyonothers."
Whataboutyourteam?YoustillsuckyourmouthinBrooklyn!
Ididn'twanttolooklikeanidiotanddidn'tsaythesentencesIcameupwithuntilKeithsaiditagain.
"Canyoutellmewhosefootprintthisis?"
"Don'tyousmellit?"IaskedbecauseIrealizedKeithwasaneuroticalienwithgoodearsandagoodnose,onlytosmelllikeSilaineeveryday.
ButIwaswrongwhenKeithshookhishead.
"Thereisnosmell."
"OrbecauseItookabathandyoucouldn'tsmellit?"Ifrowned,Iguessforthatreason,andKeithbegantofrown.
"Ithasnothingtodowithyourbathing,butthesmellofthepersonwhotouchesyoustillexists.Strangely,therearetraces,butthereisnosmell,andIwillnottellyou,soIamangry."