Fandoms: Secret History - Donna Tartt
29 Aug 2017
"Why did you kiss me, that day?"
Henry blinked once, then twice, but I knew he knew exactly what I was referring to. Then, to my surprise, he sent me a pitying look, but it was also of amusement, as if I had asked the simplest of things–if dinosaurs still existed, or who Homer was. As if he couldn't quite believe yet that I was questioning such. I braced myself.
"Because I wanted to."