AN: I am so sorry. I had a terrible day. I hope you like it.
I quickly change into a set of clothes my heart still racing from earlier. I'm now wearing my familiar sports clothes and sneakers, but my hair and makeup still look glamorous. I open the door, and Vega, who was standing right outside waiting for me, turns. Our gazes meet.
I still feel utterly ashamed recalling what we had been doing earlier. My dramatic entrance, flirting with Vega in front of Mr. Larson, sitting on his lap and then...
Vega glances at my lips, which feel a little swollen, and the lingering, tingly feeling on my mouth amplifies.
"Ready to go?" he asks, his voice low.
"Yeah, let's go," I reply, my voice slightly breathless.
Vega reaches over to hold my hand, but I am still feeling so shaken by the kiss and the earlier intimacy that I subconsciously move my hand away.
