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the kiss lasted a few seconds. it was full of the passion and love they had for each other.
"hey," michael smiled, resting his forehead on lane's.
"hi," lane breathed, amazed that michael was really standing in front of her. "come in," she offered sheepishly, stepping over to the side to let him in. he thanked her and stepped into the warmth of the house, changing from the miserable weather outside.
"how did you get to my house?" lane asked. she couldn't remember sharing her address with him; she was very weary about sharing that sort of information. for all she knew, michael could have been lying about who he was.
"liam, he helped me plan everything, picked me up at the airport and everything," michael explained. she had a feeling. liam was the only person she could talk to about michael without feeling judged.
she felt more than lucky to have the friends she did
and, to have someone like michael in her life