And so, when a date ended badly, I found myself at his house after midnight ranting about it.
“Is it too much to ask for a guy to kiss me when I clearly want him too?”
Out of nowhere, he had me pressed against the wall. “You shouldn't have come here tonight. My self-control goes out the window after midnight. And when a beautiful girl comes into my house whining that she didn't get a proper kiss, I feel obligated to rectify that.”
