Allison was surprised at the contact. When Lydia pulled away, she didn’t let her get far, holding onto the other’s elbows. “Where did that come from?” she asked, a bit confused, but not repulsed. More curious than anything.
MORTIFIED didn’t even begin to cover the way lydia felt at the moment. allison posed an excellent question. where did that come from? allison had been wrapped up in their conversation, and lydia had abruptly ended it by kissing her best friend. former best friend? no. the wall around the strawberry blonde’s heart had suffered a fracture and she knew she needed to mend it--quickly. her bewildered expression was replaced with a smirk, and she shrugged.
❛ kiss a girl. i just figured with all of the danger we’re almost constantly in that i should make a bucket list. that was one of my items. ❜