He left without a word, but not before leaving a quick note about him having the room to the left of hers if she felt she could talk with him again. He really couldn't say anything. He'd royally screwed up kissing her. He changed his shirt in his room before deciding to prowl the floor. His thoughts kept turning back to her, though.<br/><br/>There was no denying the fact she'd kissed him back. She'd melted into it fairly quickly. He even felt her heart racing in her chest. It was like she'd never kissed someone before. As far as he knew, she could have.<br/><br/>The thing that kept him coming back to it was the fact that his heart had felt like it had synchronized itself with hers the moment they kissed. It had acted like a drug to him, making him want more. He had been fighting it the whole time. It was a losing battle the moment his body started acting on its own. She'd place her hand over his heart when she pressed against his chest, that had been what allowed him to snap out of it.<br/><br/>'I hope she forgives me.' He thought sourly.