Two days later, I showed up at his apartment with a homemade pumpkin pie I made him for his birthday. When he leaned over to kiss me for the first time, I almost started laughing. This was Ethan, the man I had gotten to know so well over the past eight months, my best friend. With Josh I used to feel nervous and self-conscious. I'd hold in my stomach and make sure I was always wearing makeup, even in the morning. With Ethan, I didn't have to fake anything. I remembered the expression, "love is friendship caught on fire." That's what had happened, we caught on fire.
Three months ago, we were married under a chuppah tapestry his mother made for us. Ethan is my best friend, my work partner and now my husband. He has taught me that I don't need to try so hard and I have taught him how to smile with teeth. He still skews dark and makes deadpan jokes, but now, thanks to me, wears bright red cargo shorts.
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The Lost Love
Roman d'amourIts about a best friend, a girl and a boy fall in love to each other. The girl is scared to admit that she looks the way her best friend looks to her...
