Genevieve and Harry have the perfect life together. Until Harry gets the opportunity of a lifetime to tour around the world. Without any warning, he ups and leaves his life behind. After three years, he's ready to come home. What happens when he fin...
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"Charlie? It's almost midnight... what are you doing here?"
Before hearing Charlie's loud knocks on my front door, I had finally fallen asleep, my mind keeping me awake with flustering thoughts.
It's like he knew I was up thinking about him.
About our date. About our almost kiss.
What would have happened if Phoebe waited two more seconds to bang on the window? What would have happened if he just decided to lean in anyway?
I know Phoebe wouldn't have done that all by herself. Harry's smug look on his face confirmed that for me.
Harry knew what he was doing.
I felt sort of guilty, after what happened in the kitchen with Harry.
How could I go on a date with the sweetest guy, and then almost kiss another man not even a few hours later?
I'm not that type of person.
I like Charlie.
I had a fun and relaxing day. He's sweet and considerate of my feelings. It's nice getting to know him.
I haven't done this in forever. First dates are so much different than they are when you're barely a teen.
Harry and I were only fourteen when we went on our first date. We were so young.
"I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since I left..." He steps through the threshold of my house and walks closer to me. "I just couldn't get you off my mind, Genevieve."
He gently grabs my face and brushes his thumb back and forth over the apples of my cheeks, pushing the hair out of my face.
"I sat at home this whole time just wondering why I let you walk into this house without kissing you... I couldn't stop thinking about how these lips feel." He hovers his thumb over my bottom lip. "Just trying to figure out what you're doing to make me feel this way."
"You wanted to kiss me that badly, huh?" I smile as his blue eyes stare into mine.
"Mhm, just need to know what your soft lips taste like." He whispers.
