As I stood there watching my boyfriend flirting with a handsome girl at the club, a feeling of jealousy welled up inside me. My heart raced as I saw him leaning in towards her, a smile playing on his lips. Without thinking, I made my way towards them, determination fueling my steps.

Before I knew it, I was standing right in front of them. The girl looked surprised, but I paid her no mind. With a sudden burst of boldness, I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers, stealing a passionate kiss. The world around me seemed to fade away as I lost myself in the moment. As our lips parted, I felt a rush of exhilaration wash over me. A sense of liberation filled me as I looked into the surprised eyes of the stranger and the shock on my boyfriend's face. In that moment, I realized that I had acted on impulse, but it was a moment of pure ecstasy.

I could feel the shame rising in me. I'd acted out of jealousy, but now that it was over, I felt bad for kissing a girl I didn't know so impulsively. But I also had the urge to get her number... Damn, I must look like an idiot.