um , has he always been that hot ? his hand came to the side of my neck and he gave me a light kiss . he looked back into the room . he sat down on a wooden bench in the shade and watched the hockey match in progress . `` you taught me how to read yourself , '' he reminded her , `` about six or eight months ago . of course it is , for goodness sake , hes not her type . the thought of the places he had been over the previous week chilled him . 