Caitlyn waited for Evans to speak. When the kiss stopped, she didn't say anything. For the second time, Evans kissed Caitlyn, and this time it felt different.
"I keep thinking about you," Evans said.
Caitlyn shook her head. "I don't understand, Mr. Sylvester. Why do you keep thinking about me?"
"I don't know either. I don't know why I keep thinking about you. I... I always want to touch you. I want to hug you. I'm uneasy when I don't see you."
Evans looked troubled. He knew what this feeling was. But he did not want to admit it.
"Is that wrong?" Caitlyn asked.
"It's totally wrong. I don't want to be like this, Caitlyn."
Caitlyn also did not want to force anything on Evans. She knew her life and Evans' life were very different. She knew she was not worthy of Evans. She did not expect
