The softness of his breath still lingered in her mind. The mixer of beer and weed smell has been tattoo on her head since last night. The almost kiss they shared inside the liquor store warehouse.
Bom could feel his hands still wrapped around her waist. The way her body fit against his was perfect. The way her body was an ideal match pressed aginst Jiyong's. Maybe it was the heat of the moment or the lack of air from running away, but Bom could bet that Jiyong's heart was beating fast just like hers. Bom lips were less than an inch away from his. But once against Jiyong did what Jiyong does best, Break Bom heart. And now he was here, Next to her watching her as she read her book like what happened between them last night never happened. Even in her own home, Bom was not safe from Jiyong. Was her couch ever that small? His shoulder was pressed against her. Bom was sure that her couch fit three people, but was did it feel so little now.
"has he broken her heart yet?" Jiyong asked as he pushed a string of Bom hair behind her ear, "What?" Bom asked as she gave him a puzzled look. " The guy in your book, he did something he regrets. But in the process, he hurt her, didn't he?" Jiyong spoked as he stared at her with sadness or pain. Bom just stared at him, not knowing if he was talking about the book or about what happened last night. Jiyong eyes when cold once again as he moved his gaze back to the TV. "Some guys are s, who can't walk away" Jiyong forced a sm