It's a Feeling
The door closed behind Angela as she entered her apartment, her heart ramming in her chest while her head was out of sorts.
"What the leapin' lizards just happened?" she muttered under her breath, her hand flying to her chest. Yep her heart was still there.
She darted her eyes from side to side, trying to recall the moment just outside her door. Did Gael just call her 'love'? He'd never called her that before. Sure, it was probably just a careless endearment he didn't mean when he said, but why did that affect her? Rather… Why did she like it so much?
Not to mention, he kissed her. A brief one, yes. But he did, and she could still feel it. Bringing her fingers up, she stroked her bottom lip.
The last time he did was yesterday before he left around noon. It may not be their first kiss, but the kiss he gave felt like the first time all over again.
'It's a choice, love. Not a sacrifice.'