I closed the door of my apartment and slid down to the ground, my back pressing against the wood as if it was the only thing keeping me upright.
What did I just do?
Why did I do that?
I buried my face in my hands, letting out a long, silent groan. My cheeks felt like they were on fire. My entire face was burning. I didn't need a mirror to tell me how red I was, I could feel it in the way my skin throbbed, in the heat crawling up my neck and settling behind my ears.
Ughh.
I went on a date with Kastiel.
A date.
The word alone made my stomach flip.
And we made out on that date. What? One moment we were watching a movie, laughing, sharing popcorn, and the next his mouth was on mine and my brain had completely shut down.
And then, because clearly I had lost every ounce of self-control I possessed, I kissed him again.
A goodnight kiss.
Outside.
I squeezed my eyes shut.
