His hand on my both arm. Our eyes met. His face lowered to me, our lips touched.

              I froze. I didn’t do anything. Finally, the connection caught and I kiss him back, awkwardly, some part of me still holding back. My gut twisting, like I was doing something wrong, making a huge mistake and—

              He stopped. For a moment, he placed his head above mine. “Wrong guy, huh?” he said softly.