Chapter 30
I stared at him, my cheeks red in embarrassment.
Why did he just kiss me?
We didn't talk about that in the car, all he said was to behave like we were in love not make out in front of everyone like we were about to fuck.
Jesus Christ.
My eyes were fixed on his lips, glistening from my lipgloss as he pulled away. They were surprisingly soft, softer than anything I've ever known.
He was a fucking good kisser goddammit.
He smiled briefly then looked away, my gaze shifting to where his was directed at.
Cameras.
There were people at the other end with cameras.
Of course.
This was all for show, he didn't do that because he wanted to but because he needed to.
The rest of the match went by with both of us being quiet, occasionally rubbing each other's hands.
The match ended and we both stood up to leave.
"I have to say goodbye to them" he whispered under his breath to me.
I clasped his fingers in mine, he squeezed my fingers a little before walking up to them.
