A Catastrophic Proposal

CECE

My stomach flutters. His free hand catches my waist as if on instinct, his fingers spreading against the leather of my jacket.

He pulls me half an inch closer. Half an inch is enough. The heat of his body hits me. The taste of beer and something minty floods my tongue. I can feel the faint scrape of his stubble against my chin. My whole body goes startlingly awake.

Nope. That wasn't