We have been working together for a long time now. He is always there for me, taking care of me and everything. But there is a line...
Maybe it is me. Maybe I can't blame him for leading me on. I don't know what to think when he kissed me, when he told me he wanted to take care of me, more than what he has been doing.
I think I regret it, maybe... I don't know what to think about it, about him, and about how my body reacts to him.