I didn't think he would ever admit that, but he finally let me know the effect I have on him. I make him feel funny. It's nice to know that he has butterflies like I do...I wish he had kissed me after he alisema that. He was completely in my space, practically on juu of me, but he pulled back and left to solve the case. Maybe inayofuata time he'll kiss me when he gets that close... Maybe I should just take his head in my hands and pull his lips to mine... It's too soon for this. He just got back from Mayfield and we haven't properly talked about that delusion au what it all means... if he wants me for zaidi than one passionate night of fantasy. I shouldn't let him get to me like this... but he always has. I miss kissing.... I miss it enough to just stop kwa Wilson's and attack House on the sofa. I'd never really have the chutzpa to do this, but in my dreams I finally do what I want with his smug up turned lips... God, I make him feel funny. This is the sweetest thing he's ever alisema to me... beautifully simple and so innocent. He was like a teenager telling me he liked me... maybe one siku he'll tell me he loves me.