ADLEY
What’s wrong with me?
This guy was attractive, had a good sense of humor, and we were into the same music and food. Yet, it didn’t feel right.
I pulled away and stepped back. I could still taste the beer he had drunk. I could still feel my lips tingling as a reminder that he was a good kisser.
We had met in a bar earlier tonight. After a few drinks, he took me to his place, and he didn’t initiate until I told him it was okay. His apartment was pretty decent, and there were no signs of a red flag.?
“What’s wrong?” His hands were cupped around my face.?
With my eyes still closed, I sighed, disappointed with myself. I honestly didn’t know what was wrong with me. I hadn’t had a boyfriend for a year now. That was why I tried going out there like every lonely woman shou
