Just One Kiss

His confession comes as a shock to me, so I don't do anything but stare at him.

"Why are you staring at me that way?" he asks.

"Hello?"

But I don't move. I keep staring at him as if he's a ghost.

"Are you that surprised? Why? Haven't I been open about my feelings?"

I clear my throat. "You've never been this open," I say.

"Oh, my bad! I should have been more open and forward with you. I'll be more