Chapter 22

Maybe it's the sugar in the ice cream that has sweetened it because he's so close, I can feel his breath hitting my corners. My lips throb eager to be touched by him. He continues to reduce the space. And I sensed it would happen. I even closed my eyes to sharpen the touch.

Nothing.

Nothing happened.

"Fuck." I heard him mumbling in annoyance.

I raise my eyelids suddenly and it's not there. I hear heavy footsteps on the metal of the stairs. Was going. I wouldn't chase him. Not now with my face on fire.

It was so close. So inches away from a big kiss.

I take a deep breath, looking up at the sky. I was so close. I exhale frustrated. My lips are still burning from wanting her taco. My cheeks also burn with shame.

I resign myself and continue my ice cream, I don't know if it was, if he would move away or if he would distance himself. Of course I would.

I had already finished my ice cream when I go to the penultimate step and I see him leaning on the alley wall, looking at the people passin