Ryan came closer her. âMainly, August is a paint in my ass since the day I met him.â He giggled. âBut heâs gotta a point.â He said. âThings are already weird between us since⌠The kiss and all and I canât be like that anymore.â Ryan kneeled in front of Amber so he could look better at her face. âI like you Amber. I wanna kiss you and hold your hand on the street and present you to Maggie as my girlfriend. I canât just be your best friend anymore. We can go slow⌠Like⌠A new relationship and not assume just because we know each other for years that things need to go fast.â He said. âWhat do you say about that?â
Amber blinked fast, as Ryan started talking and looked at him, as he kneeled down. She sucked on her lower lip and tried to think about it. âTruth be told I donât like the new us...after the kissâ, she sighed. âNo, I donât want things to go fastâ, she stared at him. âMy problem with that is that...I donât remember the kiss...we were pretty drunk and I was probably drunk to the point of not remembering anything. And I donât think I remember or...I canât think of why youâd get awkward with it...â, she said. âOr be attracted to you in a way...that youâre attracted to people, when you kiss themâ, she bit her lower lip.